Breathing Fire

The motor burns it slow

Gas-hog flyin' on it's own

I could tell by the glow

The sign says dead end

We saw it up ahead

It took all day to get this far

No turnin' back my friend

breathing fire

Oh no still got a way to go

East bound oh-high- oh

Late model gto

Sun sets as I close my eyes

All systems go!

We never thought this day would end

Night closes in

We hear the all familiar sound

No turnin' back my friend