[Intro - Cyberpunk Synth Pulse, Engine Idling] [Distorted Radio Chatter] "Pull over, gonk!" "You're fuckin' DEAD!" [Engine Rev] [Lead Vocal - Amused] Heh... [Beat Drops] [Rapid Synth-Arpeggio + Machine-Gun Guitar Chug] [Verse 1 - Fast, Rhythmic] Neon in the mirror, sunset on the glass, Got a pack of pissed-off chooms ridin' up my ass. *"Stop the car, you psycho!"* *"Flatline the clown!"* Aw, hell— I was only drivin' around. Chrome keeps flashin', bullets buzzin' by, Some booster leans out screaming, *"GONK, YOU'RE GONNA DIE!"* Foot gets heavy, turbo starts to whine— Sorry, choom... You're fuckin' up my drive. [Gear Shift - Guitar Riff Jumps Up] [Pre-Chorus - Synths Climbing] One on the left! Two on the right! Red-and-blue strobes cutting up the night! *"BOX HIM IN!"* *"SHOOT HIS TIRES!"* Man... These assholes are killin' the vibe. [Chorus - Huge, Fast, Melodic] JUST OUT FOR A DRIVE! Neon burnin', feelin' alive! JUST OUT FOR A DRIVE! Whole damn city's losing its mind! Let 'em scream! Let 'em chase! Let 'em eat my dust tonight! Ain't runnin' from nobody— I'M JUST OUT FOR A DRIVE! [Instrumental Chase - Rapid Chugging Guitars + Racing Synth Arpeggios] [Lead Guitar Sweeps Left-to-Right Like Passing Vehicles] [Verse 2 - Faster, Playful] *"Pull it over!"* Nah. *"Last warning!"* Pass. *"Motherfucker, you just scratched my ride!"* Well... Now THAT'S your problem. [Drums Slam Back In] Tyres keep singin', engine redlined, Some corpo AV's droppin' outta the sky. *"Vehicle locked!"* *"We've got him now!"* Then the ICE goes pop— And their whole grid goes down. [Backing Vocals] BYE-BYE! [Lead] Should've bought better chrome! [Short Synth/Guitar Duel] [Pre-Chorus - Half-Time Then Accelerating] Three in the rearview, one at my side. Some chrome-jawed psycho yelling— *"NOWHERE TO HIDE!"* Hide? [Beat Stops] Choom... I'm right here. [Engine Screams] [Chorus - Faster] JUST OUT FOR A DRIVE! Neon burnin', feelin' alive! JUST OUT FOR A DRIVE! Whole damn city's losing its mind! Let 'em scream! Let 'em chase! Let 'em eat my dust tonight! Ain't runnin' from nobody— I'M JUST OUT FOR A DRIVE! [Cyberpunk Instrumental Break - Synth Takes Lead] [Rapid Arpeggiator] [Industrial Drums Join] [Heavy Guitar Chug Slowly Re-Enters] [Bridge - Suddenly Smooth, Night-Drive Atmosphere] City looks pretty from way out here. Radio low. Open atmosphere. Stars through the windshield, hand on the wheel... For about ten whole seconds— Everything's chill. [Soft Synth Pad] [Radio Crackles] *"CONTACT! THERE HE IS!"* [Long Pause] ...fuck's sake. [Massive Guitar/Synth Drop] [High-Speed Chase Breakdown] [Gang/Radio Vocals Over Riff] *"ZERO THE GONK!"* [Lead] Catch me first! *"RAM THAT SHITBOX!"* [Lead] Watch the paint! *"HE'S HEADED DOWNTOWN!"* [Lead] Changed my mind! *"WHERE THE FUCK'S HE GOING?!"* [Lead - Laughing] I DON'T FUCKIN' KNOW! [Extended Guitar/Synth Solo - Guitar and Synth Trading Increasingly Fast Runs] [Rhythm Guitar Maintains Relentless Engin]()
