Texty: Fu Manchu. The Action Is Go. Trackside Hoax.

Behind the wheel, some told
Their turn realizing what's in store
Hardly known, under the lift
Seems like forever, since I seen one like this

Seldom wrong, narrow ride
Turning towards, ain't ever seen inside
One on the floor, one out the door
Ain't nothing left, just like we heard before

Take the turn, go the ride
Unlike before, this happens every time
Locate the sound from the star
Get to work, gonna take this thing apart

The transmission begins
Crowd silent grins
The transmission begins
Crowd silent grins

Lights fade, lost sound
Easy ride, drive into the ground
One thousand plays behind the wheel
Turning slow, gonna make the final deal

Roll the dice, lost the round
Through my head, they'll never understand
As they leave, engine dies
Time's still as they come in from the sky

The transmission begins
Crowd silent grins
The transmission begins
Crowd silent grins

Quick turn away, I see them again
No explainin' the sound, must be the end
Looks like hell on earth, ain't no figurine
A clumsy ride is all, went by unseen
Quick turn away, I see them again
No explainin' the sound, must be the end

Behind the wheel, some told
Their turn realizing what's in store
Hardly known under the lift
Seems like forever, since I heard one like this