If there is a race outside my frontdoor Gives me the feeling that I was born to drive In the race there my life is the only road Only way to the line
This is my Major crime Leaving the city where it lays To see these better places My paradise That I could reach in any case Just going through the way of life
There will be a race this afternoon I get a ticket and hit the road to start Forgetting all the things I used to do In day-to-day life, I'm retiring
And the feeling of high speed on the road Takes my mind out, so those good vibes May be a part of the only root For equations of life
This is my Major crime Leaving the city where it lays To see these better places My paradise That I could reach in any case Just going through the way of life