He counts the coins in a metal tray
Watching the gray Windy City day
He wears a vest of a faded green
The coldest man that you've ever seen
Drive fast now and pay the fee
Cross the bridge to set it free
Steel and stone and heavy wind
Where the city roads begin
He leaves the booth for a basement door
Where jazz notes hit the concrete floor
The saxophone is a golden scream
Slipping away like a gasoline dream
Drive fast now and pay the fee
Cross the bridge to set it free
Steel and stone and heavy wind
Where the city roads begin
He drinks his coffee in a plastic cup
Waiting for the morning sun to come up
The bass line thumps in the humid air
He shakes the grease from his messy hair
Drive fast now and pay the fee
Cross the bridge to set it free
Steel and stone and heavy wind
Where the city roads begin
Break the lock and burn the map
Escape the city's iron trap
Pedal down and feel the heat
Running wild on a one-way street
He sells the booth for a rusted car
Driving away to a distant star
The highway hums like a steady choir
Burning hot like a rolling tire
Drive fast now and pay the fee
Cross the bridge to set it free
Steel and stone and heavy wind
Where the city roads begin
Cross the bridge.
Set it free.
Toll booth blues.
