This city never stood a chance against the dying of the light
I found the engine, slid the key in the ignition, and gave it life
I pressed the pedal down and went running wild, I split the night
And for a while, I let it go and kept it settled between the lines
The needle buried in the red and soon I heard the engine whine, everything’s fine
Oh, I can’t let up, no, I won’t slow it down
Doesn’t matter where I end up
I keep the pedal to the ground
I close my eyes, I see it shining, like a vision in my mind
I know the way, getting closer everyday to what is mine
You’ve only got yourself to blame if you’re getting left behind
Good luck, goodbye, good line
Oh, don’t stand in my way, it’s time
Now it takes both hands on the wheel to even keep it on the road
But if I keep stoking the fear, then there’s no distance I can’t go
No one hears a scream to slow it down as I turn up the radio
Speed up, no, I won’t slow it down
If I let up, no, I won’t let up now
But the engine, it makes a howling sound
Oh, I can almost hear them, I can almost hear the hounds