Song Length |
6:26 |
Genre |
Unique - General, Unique - Unclassified |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Mixed Vocals |
Mood |
In High Spirits, On Cloud Nine |
Subject |
Cars, Road |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Rubin Dali Band
Drive
Words & Music Co-Authored by
Bobby Harris & ST Harris
One Hundred Eighty-five, sometimes I like to drive.
I push it to the floor, until there is no more.
Whatever road I?m on, the engine sings its song.
Twin cam hemi head, its coat Italian,
Its coat Italian, Its coat Italian red.
Chorus:
Axels turning, tires burning, smoke in the mirrors.
Six thousand, seven thousand, shifting through the gears.
Axels turning, tires burning, smoke in the mirrors.
Six thousand, seven thousand, shifting through the gears.
My car feels so alive, the canyons open wide.
The world seems to unfold, as I fly down this road.
A twisting turning path, ahead of me today.
There?s green grass on both sides,
The silver thread, the silver thread,
The silver thread unwinds.
Chorus
Tail lamps far ahead, rotors glowing red,
I?m closing in real fast, I hope my brakes will last.
Oil temp running high, fuel tank running dry,
Slow down let it cool, pull off to, pull off to,
Pull off to refuel.
Chorus