[Verse] Bikes on fire Dirt and desire Steve LaBate He's a rebel A liar Riding fast No time for brakes His heart pounds Just like earthquakes Rusty wrenches Metal gears Steve's the king of dirt and gears Smoking rooms And engine's roar He's a madman A man with no bore [Verse 2] Dirty hands Grease for days Steve LaBate He runs through the haze Building parts With his own two hands He's a legend In the garage bands
