Sting - Petrol Head

Lay down, and rest your head,
Stretch your body across my bed,
Just close your eyes, I'll take you there
That open highway's waiting where,
You'll know me just like I know you,
Where every gospel word is true
I'll drive this car, I'll be your guide,
Just fasten your seat belt, let's go for a ride

I'll take you someplace
that you've never been before,
A place you might have only
dreamt about what's more

Just one road in and just one road out,
I know this country inside out
I speak in tongues, in tongues of fire
With sixteen wheels for my desire

300 horse in my V8,
Close to one hundred MPH,
And all the meters up in the red,
Now don't you worry your pretty little petrol head

I'll take you someplace
that you've never been before,
A place you might have only
dreamt about what's more
Like Moses driving to his promised land,
Left turn at the burning bush,
a stick shift in my hand

Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire!

I fought my way from Hell to this,
And drove my truck through a hail of fists,
But I ain't never killed no innocent man,
Kept the engine running so I just ran
But I've been wounded, I been shot,
And this is all the thanks I got,
A busted arm and a busted lip
Let's climb aboard the mothership

I'll take you someplace
that you've never been before,
A place you might have only
dreamt about what's more
Like Moses driving to his promised land,
Left turn at the burning bush,
a stick shift, two stone tablets,
God's commandments in my hands

300 horse in my V8,
Close to one hundred MPH,
And all the meters up in the red,
Now don't you worry your pretty little petrol head…