Here it comes, here it comes I can feel the hills exploding Exploding gracefully Burning up the freeway Here it comes
Grass is green at the edge of the bubble Beautiful kids into beautiful trouble Well it seems to fall out of the sky and come down on you Oh baby, burn
Fast Toyota, burns rubber Useless rockers from England Good times had by all Just swallow your guilt and your conscience
Blue and white birds stepping hard on the pedal, Interstate Five runs straight down the middle And it seems to fall out of the sky and come down on you Oh baby, burn
