No Idle

You hear that? That's the sound of a bad idea! Three lanes wide and a quarter to four Got the bass turned up till it shakes the door You can hear that rhythm from a block away And the whole damn street got something to say Black wheels rolling on a silver line I got nothing on the clock but a hell of a time You can keep your silence, keep your peace I got a hundred thousand watts underneath my feet! NO IDLE! KEEP IT RUNNING! KEEP IT LOUD! SHAKE THE WINDOWS! WAKE THE TOWN! NO IDLE! NO IDLE! KEEP THAT RHYTHM MOVING! Somebody told me I should settle down Get a little older, find a quieter town Buy a little house with a picket fence Spend the next thirty years making perfect sense Well, I tried that once for half a day Then the weekend came and I drove away Now the speakers are screaming and the dashboard shakes And the whole damn neighborhood is wide awake! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! When the lights go out And the streets go cold There's a little bit of thunder That never gets old You can turn the key You can kill the light But you can't shut down What keeps you alive I SAID... NO! IDLE! KEEP IT RUNNING! KEEP IT LOUD! SHAKE THE WINDOWS! WAKE THE TOWN! NO IDLE! NO IDLE! KEEP THAT RHYTHM MOVING! ONE MORE! TURN IT UP! ONE MORE! NOT ENOUGH! DON'T TOUCH THAT KEY!