Slow, the engine, slow
Slow, the heart, slow
Slow, the engine, slow
Slow, the heart, slow
My heart runs on gasoline
Black blood in a broken machine
My ribs are a rusted cage
My breath is a yellow page
Strike one, and I burn
Strike two, and I burn
Strike three, and I never return
Gasoline heart, burning alone
Gasoline heart, far from home
Gasoline heart, every cold night
Gasoline heart, keep me alight
My hands are a tired wheel
My voice is a worn out steel
My eyes are a broken lamp
My name is a faded stamp
Strike one, and I burn
Strike two, and I burn
Strike three, and I never return
Gasoline heart, burning alone
Gasoline heart, far from home
Gasoline heart, every cold night
Gasoline heart, keep me alight
One drop, and the road is mine
One drop, and the night is fine
One drop, and I am the line
One drop, and the engine sings
Burn, burn, burn, burn
Slow, slow, slow, slow
Gasoline heart, burning alone
Gasoline heart, far from home
Gasoline heart, every cold night
Gasoline heart, keep me alight
Gasoline heart, burning alone
Gasoline heart, far from home
Gasoline heart, every cold night
Gasoline heart, keep me alight
Burning, burning, alone
Burning, burning, alone