[00:00.000] 作词 : Christopher Henry
[00:37.384]I'm in the mood for gasoline;
[00:43.572]the fuel that runs my heart
[00:45.481]and all its greed.
[00:50.137]In a red race-car chasing money,
[00:56.124]with unseen rusting on the chassis.
[01:01.506]Keep it up!
[01:14.952]Blow onto the fire
[01:16.452]to keep my dreams alive.
[01:21.034]My eyes are close to light.
[01:27.275]Pirelli treads worn lopsided,
[01:33.436]becoming tractionless on the joy of life.
[01:38.491]Keep it up!
[02:17.302]I quit everything I loved,
[02:23.085]took a long look at the junker I'd become.
[02:29.213]Now I need the closure of
[02:35.346]a checkered flag in a pool of blood.
[02:40.631]Keep it up!

作词 : Christopher Henry
I'm in the mood for gasoline;
the fuel that runs my heart
and all its greed.
In a red race-car chasing money,
with unseen rusting on the chassis.
Keep it up!
Blow onto the fire
to keep my dreams alive.
My eyes are close to light.
Pirelli treads worn lopsided,
becoming tractionless on the joy of life.
Keep it up!
I quit everything I loved,
took a long look at the junker I'd become.
Now I need the closure of
a checkered flag in a pool of blood.
Keep it up!