Traffic Jam

I spend my mornings in my car on the freeway
 Driving down like a bullet on that highway
 Making tricks with the freaks on my backseat
 And the streets full of fire and gasoline
 Don't you know how it goes for a man like me
 I'm feeling free like a bird without a nest in a tree
 So you know that life starts at hundred miles
 And I won't stop rocking till my tank's ran dry
 I found that sin that makes me spin
 Around my selfisness
 My body swings out of control
 In this beautifull mess
 The whirlwind blows from side to side
 Makes me settle for less
 This is the sin that makes me spin
 Away from righteousness
 I won't get stuck in a traffic jam
 Oh man, don't you love the way she bangs
 Hear the roar in my ear when I switch a bigger gear
 No fear ' fire shooting out the rear
 454, all American iron
 go kitty go or don't you know whitch side on
 nothing beats the feeling when I'm out with my friends
 I got power underneath and I know it won't end