Foothills Fast Lane

[Verse 1]
Desert heat on Ray Road
Foothills glow
Chain-link blur
Red Hellcat at the crosswalk
Engine hungry
Begging for hurt
Honda tuner rattling
Cheap pipe screaming
Sparks on the curb
We line up under strip-mall signs
Pretend this town is ours
[Chorus]
Street race in Ahwatukee
We're gone before the light turns green
Dust in the rearview
Hearts off-key
Chasing something we can't keep
Street race in Ahwatukee
Burning through a quiet dream
If we crash out on this clean cut street
At least they’ll know we tried to leave (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Butt-heads in Beamers laughing
Dad’s card
Fresh plate
New tint
They cut wide through the Safeway lot
Like the world was heaven-sent
Soccer moms in minivans
Starbucks lids and kids half-asleep
They glare when we dart between lanes
We just grin and grind our teeth
[Chorus]
Street race in Ahwatukee
We're gone before the light turns green
Dust in the rearview
Hearts off-key
Chasing something we can't keep
Street race in Ahwatukee
Burning through a quiet dream
If we crash out on this clean cut street
At least they’ll know we tried to leave
[Bridge]
Foothills fade
Into cul-de-sac calm
But we stay
Tattooed in the tar
Names carved
In the paint and the palms
Of this town
That thinks it’s in charge (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
Street race in Ahwatukee
We're gone before the light turns green
Dust in the rearview
Hearts off-key
Chasing something we can't keep
Street race in Ahwatukee
Burning through a quiet dream
If we age out on this clean cut street
At least they’ll know we tried to leave

rock, High-energy 90s grunge sprint with male vocals: overdriven power chords, tight picked verses exploding into shouted, catchy choruses. Drums slam in a fast, straight-ahead pocket; bass grinds with octave jumps. Brief feedback squeals and gang shouts on hooks, everything mixed so the vocal cuts hard and clear., grunge