Chrome And Gasoline

[Intro]
Leather jacket
Keys in hand
Hear that cold block
Wake the land
[Verse 1]
Pulled up shining
Red and mean
Stripes down the hood like a fever dream
Chrome so bright it cuts my eyes
She laughs
Slides in
Says "let's fly"
[Chorus]
Chrome and gasoline
We’re burning like a fever
Hair down
Wild and free
Racing past the speakers
Turn it up
Let it scream
We’re living loud
Obscene
Beautiful trouble in the seat beside me
Wasted on chrome and gasoline
[Verse 2]
Backroad bar with the neon buzz
Boots on the dash
Lipstick smudge
Her hips keep time to the kick and snare
Whole crowd howling when we hit the air
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[solo guitar squeals in
Harmony leads answering each other]
Tires throw sparks on the midnight mile
She bites her lip
Gives that sinner smile
One hand shifting
One hand on her thigh
Engine talking dirty under black sky
[guitar solo goes off the rails
Dive bombs
Tapped runs]
[Chorus]

Big arena-rock mix: stacked rhythm guitars hard-panned, squealing leads front and center, thundering live drums, and a snarling male vocal in the high register. Verses cruise in a mid-tempo stomp with palm-muted riffs; chorus explodes with gang shouts and octave-doubled vocals. Extended, unhinged guitar solo in the bridge, bass locked tight with the kick for that classic 70s stadium swagger., beautiful, male vocals, strong