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Wind is in my Hair,
Riding to nowhere,
I don’t wanna stop
In this Town of hope.
Riding on my Wheels
Far from Leather Queens,
Got no Place to hide -
Just Highway to ride.
Hard Beat in my Brain,
(I) feel no Sun and Rain,
Doing Mile by Mile -
It’s old n’ heavy Style.
Smell of Gasoline
Leads to my Dream,
Dream of Babylon -
Place where I was grown.
Don’t try to catch my dirty soul -
It’s on the way to Babylon, yeah.
Now I’m almost there,
Riding to nowhere,
Asking High Blue Sky:
"Why I have to die?"
Wind is in my hair,
Riding to nowhere,
I just wanna pray,
I just wanna stay.
You almost caught my dirty soul -
You’re on your way to Babylon.
You’ve caught and raped my holy soul -
You’ll never get to Babylon…
Time is wasted,
Dreams are hatred,
All because of me.