Justin+Haefner



= ** "Drag Racing" ** = = ** by Jeannine Johnson ** = An Adreniline rush that's one of it's own, I don't get it from X or any other stone, One I only get when my foots on the throttle, A rush that isn't at the bottom of the bottle, A rush that comes and doesn't go, it just seems to last, I don't wake up in the morning surrounded by trash, Away from the parties, drugs, and the beer, I got into a sport, most adults fear, I cross the finish around 85, Drag Racing is my only high...

 = ** "Rink" ** =

** by Raymond A. Foss **
After Minnesota’s lakes in the winter of ’71, it was no big deal but for us it was it was something we did together dad, mom, and us some plastic, boards to frame the edge and a thin film of ice added layer by layer, day by day brittle pockets of air, deep solid parts and ragged places where the lawn dipped, sloped draining the hose after each time, so it wouldn’t fill setting lights to shine on our practice under the stars and moon using it after school too; but mostly at night, watching mom figure skate and dad teaching us hockey before the lure of skiing changed our winter sport.



Give me fuel, Give me fire, Give me that which I desire, Ooh! (SHHHHAH!)
 * "Fuel" by Metallica**

Yeah! Turn on, I see red Adrenaline crash and crack my head Nitro junkie, paint me dead And I see red

One hundred plus through black and white War horse, warhead Fuck 'em man, white knuckle tight Through black and white

Ooh, I burn, Fuel is pumping engines, Burning hard, loose and clean

And I burn, Churning my direction, Quench my thirst with gasoline

So give me fuel, Give me fire, Give me that which I desire

Yeah!

Turn on beyond the bone Swallow future, spit out home, Burn your face upon the chrome Yeah, oh yeah!

Take the corner, join the crash Headlights, headlines, Another junkie lives too fast Yeah, lives way too fast Yeah, lives way too fast, (fast) fast, (fast) fast, (fast) fast woah

Ooh, on I burn, Fuel is pumping engines, Burning hard loose and clean

And on I burn, Churning my direction, Quench my thirst with gasoline

So, give me fuel Give me fire, Give me that which I desire, Ooh yeah!

White knuckle tight!

Give me fuel Give me fire My desire

Ooh, on I burn, Fuel is pumping engines, Burning hard, loose and clean And on and on, Churning my direction, Quench my thirst with gasoline

Give me fuel, Give me fire, Give me that which I desire, Ooh

Oh I burn!

= "Don't Stop Believing" by Journey =

Just a small town girl Living in a lonely world She took the midnight train going anywhere Just a city boy Born and raised in South Detroit He took the midnight train going anywhere

A singer in a smoky room A smell of wine and cheap perfume For a smile they can share the night It goes on and on and on and on

{Refrain} Strangers, waiting, up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching in the night Streetlight people, living just to find emotion Hiding somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill Everybody wants a thrill Paying anything to roll the dice Just one more time Some will win, some will lose Some were born to sing the blues Oh the movie never ends It goes on and on and on and on

{Refrain}

Don't stop believing Hold on to that feeling Streetlight people