Start up the engine
we're heavy and rolling
Tankful of gas and
the night is young
Don't know you
Don't care where you’re going
To the Highline or
the heart of the sun
My sweet companion
is long as the summer
Black as the river and built to glide
Smooth as glass
Smooth as Marcus Miller
Cold as ice when you climb inside
When the city's flowing
I found a way to move
my weary soul
Ridin' straight and low
Stay heavy and rolling
You deal in ducats
you deal in illusion
Pay for pleasure
with your pretty face
You confuse
War and prostitution
In my starship I sail
freely through space
When the city's flowing
I found a way to move
my weary soul
Ridin' straight and low
Stay heavy and rolling
I was lost and lonely like you
Hollow eyed and broken inside
Then I found something
lasting and true
A beautiful ride
Might have to wait to start
in on your drinking
All of Hell’s Kitchen’s
standing in that line
I’ll be here
Living in my Lincoln
Occupying space and
conquering time
When the city's flowing
I found a way to move
my weary soul
Ridin' straight and low
Stay heavy and rolling