(Verse 1)
The engine hums a nervous drone, the steering wheel in hand
Just like an empty notebook, in a strange and foreign land
The pedal's like a fraction, a simple push and pull
The brake's a minus sign, you can't be headstrong and be a fool.
I'm at a stop sign, a basic rule, a principle of fate
Just like the order of operations, I must take the time and wait.
(Chorus)
'Cause every turn's an angle, every street a numbered line
You gotta learn the formulas, or you're gonna lose your mind
A rush of speed, a careless move, a reckless, blind-side guess
Is a highway accident, a failing math test.
Yeah, the road's a calculation, and a single mistake could be
A nasty crash on infinity.
(Verse 2)
I'm driving on the interstate, a complex algebraic thought
Each exit's like a variable, with lessons to be taught
You try to speed, you skip the steps, you think you've got it down
But a sudden stop, a panic brake, and you spin all around
Just like the teacher with a pen, the sirens start to scream
And the damage on the bumper, is a broken, shattered dream.
(Chorus)
'Cause every turn's an angle, every street a numbered line
You gotta learn the formulas, or you're gonna lose your mind
A rush of speed, a careless move, a reckless, blind-side guess
Is a highway accident, a failing math test.
Yeah, the road's a calculation, and a single mistake could be
A nasty crash on infinity.
(Guitar Solo - *Rhythm is fast and frenetic, with a melodic, structured lead that suggests finding order in chaos*)
(Bridge)
The road is empty now, the panic starts to fade
I sit and think about the turns, and the choices that I've made
I slow it down, a steady pace, and learn each simple rule
And a new understanding washes over me, in this high-speed driving school.
(Outro)
I'm checking mirrors, adding points, for every single light
And the formulas are crystal clear, shining ever so bright
I'm driving in a straight line now, a simple equation solved
No more accidents, no failing grades, my life is now resolved!
