I don't have an ear for conversation
I don't have an eye for scenery
Rearview mirror is confrontation
Fading in velocity
We're giving you what you want
We're giving you what you need
The spill of gasoline
The thrill of victory
The sound of speed, the speed of sound
We aim too high, we hit the ground
With ringing ears, in full surround
The sound of speed, the speed of sound
Lookin' for love in a chrome reflection
Top down, downtown honeybee
Meet me on the corner of the intersection
Bleeker Street and Bowery
She's giving you what you want
She's giving you what you need
The spill of gasoline
The taste of victory
The sound of speed, the speed of sound
We aim too high, we hit the ground
With ringing ears, in full surround
The sound of speed, the speed of sound
The sound of speed, the speed of sound
We aim too high, we hit the ground
With ringing ears, in full surround
The sound of speed, the speed of sound
The sound of speed
The sound of speed
