Detroit 442

You know he can't be testedHe can't be read or foundUrban gray takes breath awayHe wants to push his pedal to the groundAnd the night's what's rightPuts him at the wheelWell, I eat dangerAny stranger is alrightFeel hot to go like Jimmy ODodging flying objects at the showAnd the lights make me fightIn Detroit 442Maybe baby, I could ride with youThis town, a concrete factoryAnd Dad and Mum look just like meI'm on the plant assembly lineToo late now, too far behindYou said you wanna hang aroundNo one really cares where you goTake your time, things never changeIn Detroit 442Maybe baby, I could ride with youDetroit 442Maybe baby, I could ride with youDetroit 442Maybe baby, I could ride with youDetroit 442Maybe baby, I could ride with youOne more to market, one more piggieAnd they all, they all look just like me, yeah