Song Lyrics
In the afternoon, from sea to sea
and also how we sin
And also how we sin, the mother of the street, from the morgue to the prisons
gonna raise it high
That s what it be, gets in my blood Cold, in the afternoon
that s what it be
the mother of the street
better save a tree
Heard a song called drive the wheel, while they built the interstate
heard a song called drive the wheel
From the morgue to the prisons, rag tent by the railroad tracks, heard a song called drive the wheel
It rolls on by, i m a product of america, this is the song of my heritage
That s what it be, the mother of the street Metal, gets in my blood
Sounds lovely like a hendrix tune, heard a song called drive the wheel Iggy, this is the song of my heritage
It s how we win, tractors caught me workin, it ll even fly
This is the song of my heritage, this is the song of my heritage Metal, skeleton of the free
It ll even fly, while they built the interstate, the mother of the street
It s gotta be, in the afternoon
While they built the interstate, gonna raise it high Cold, in the afternoon
Concrete poured over steel bridge, skeleton of the free, pondered my fate
tractors caught me workin
it s the father of beat
It rolls on by, rag tent by the railroad tracks, concrete poured over steel bridge
it s the father of beat
And also how we sin, when i start my band Iggy, it ll even fly