Racer X

Mirrored reflections in your frames
Your tack is racing
10-40 weight runs in your veins
Your heart is pacing
Pushing to the edge
Cut air like a wedge
Racing the white line
Motorman
Speed is your lifeline
Motorman, man man
In a snap he bolts away
Screamin' steam roller
Mind and machine they're one the same
Throttle rolls over
Roaring pass the crowd
Leaves them in a cloud
Racing the white line
Motorman
Into the nighttime