sung by Jim. Feels like something pumping through my veins. I got the junk gun fever sinking to my brain. Feels like God in heaven's gone insane. I got a cat scratch engine takes me on the road. Wheels get rolling back to the world I know. Takes me just as far as I can go. I got my senses strung out to the sky. That desert city's got me reaching high. Here I come here I come. Junk town nothing got to keep it coming. Hipshake gunning kick start and I'm running. Just don't make it guess you got to fake it. Here I come here I come. On the road. Under a sky. Coast to coast.