Racing Cincinnati

August is hanging This town out to dry I bet we'll be the last ones To leave town Someones gotta reach I guess that someone is me I bet you'll the last star shot down Lets be off tonight While we're awake enough to drive By this time tomorrow, we'll be alive Yea, you're reading me lines from a song your wrote It was something about a dragon of a girl you knew That you lost on this road to hell With me Call it fate or bad luck Nothing mystifys us I bet you'll be the last star Shot down Summer's droppin hints While my hearts Workin edge Walks the dusk of midday down to it's grave Braver men than me Have walked the lines asleep Sing the praise of road to hell with me Call it fate or bad luck Nothing mystifys us I bet you'll be the last star Shot down