rock music, burning oil, and wind

On a dark and lonely highway
destination unknown
all alone
if not for images  
haunting the open road        
thoughts bouncing off asphalt
faster than this speeding machine
 
High beams challenging
the painted white line
with a battle cry of reverberating power  
rock music, burning oil, and wind
are the only guides this world has ever seen
 
In the rear view mirror  
leaving my sins
Hasta la vista baby
enough is enough but now I'm free
 
Stuck in a dying town
piston rings all burnt to hell
head gasket blown
sleeping in the back seat
in the corner of a parking lot
pumping gas and changing oil
for money pretending to be people
 
The waitress at the diner sleeping with me
just cause she knows  
I don't give a fuck
 
Jesus honey, go take a shower
you reek of engine oil and gasoline
 
Beer and tv enter my domain
the waitress got fat after our second kid
but I love the way she bounces
lets try for three
the owner died and gave me the station
I still reek of oil and gasoline
 
But when there's time, closing shop early  
we take on the open road
just my waitress and me
pretending we're still free
 
with rock music, burning oil, and wind