I had cigarrettes for breakfast coming home from minnesota, riding on a stolen tank of gasoline. they put a warrant out for my arrest in every state but this one, but as far as the next man's concerned my slate looks pretty clean. so i ride these roads with confidence, ignoring any consequence. i plan to do whatever suits me best. cos I've been wronged and i've been burned until i hit the wall and learned that this heart is just a muscle in my chest! yeah, this heart is just a muscle in my chest. coffee and no-doz gave me jitters, i plowed down so many critters, racking up the points like it was an arcade. as i gazed out to the yonder all my thoughts began to wander, i got lost in all those memories and my mind began to fade. when i woke up from my nappin' i had no idea what happened, found a steering wheel wrapped right around my head. i wiped the blood off of my forearms and dreamt of times i spent in your arms and the dirty rotten things you did and said, all those dirty rotten things you did and said. cos i've been wrong and i been burned until i hit the wall and learned that this heart is just a muscle in my chest, yeah this heart is just a muscle in my chest.
