Текст: The Auto Defiance. Gasoline.

You're tank of gas is running out.
You tip the bottle to your mouth.
Through the haze you can see.
What the desert does to me.
Your stereo is playing loud.
The heat is high, engine wound.
Ninety miles, 1 -0 - 3.
It's what the desert does to me
So unclean

YOU CONTROL IT,
BUT NEVER BACK DOWN.
IF YOU NOTICE,
WE'RE IN THE NEXT TOWN.
AND IT'S JUST LIKE GOING, WHERE YOU CAN'T SEE.
YOUR LEMONADE IS GASOLINE.

(Music and Lyrics Written by Bradley Boyer)
(Underground Mass Media Music (BMI))

Copyright 2007 All Rights

(Thanks to Bradley for these lyrics)