Steel Horse Drive

Dust on the road,

gravel in the gears

We've been running down these highway lines for years

No map in the glovebox,

no headlights to guide

Just a full tank of fire and a storm deep inside

I feel the pressure rising in the wind

There ain't no turning back where we've been (oh yeah)

Burn it down to the cold hard ground

Let the thunder turn the wheels around

We are the fire on a midnight train

Dancing in the pouring rain

Iron in our blood,

grease on our hands

Writing our own rules across these badlands

So let the engine scream,

let the tires bite

We're driving straight into

the blackest night

Burn it down to the cold hard ground

Let the thunder turn the wheels around

We are the fire on a midnight train

Dancing in the pouring rain

(yeah yeah!)

Dancing in the rain

(oh, burn it down)