Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket
I'm a wild horse pawing at the cracked dead earth
The stoplight turning and a long white lincoln
Goes screaming by, the bass line lingers

It’s hot as the devil, the rubber and the metal
Black smell of something burning
I never did wrong, i never did gamble
Til the day you called me worthless

Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket
I'm a fuse box sparking in the summer grass
I'm a hooded figure, a crazy killer
I’m a dead man walking on the overpass

It's hot as the devil, the asphalt melting
The sweat wet smell of danger
I never did wrong, i never was tempted
Til the day you named my anger

Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket
I'm a count-down rocket in a cloud of smoke
My fists are clenched, my whole body tense
My mouth screwed up, my eyes half closed

It's hot as the devil, a screaming kettle
The bassline slowly burning
I never did wrong, I was kind and careful
Til the day you called me worthless