Built for Speed

When I was a baby, my mum and my dad
Said "Slow down son, you're crawling too fast"
I had skinned up knees and bumps on my head
Well, I couldn't talk then but if I could I'd have said

I was built for speed, I was born to run
I get chills when they fire off that starter's gun
Keep your rocking chair and your tranquility
I wasn't built for comfort, I was built for speed

That car lot man said "I've got a deal for you
It's got air con, cushy seats and rides real smooth"
Well, I told him "I don't care if the saddle looks good
'Cause it's all about them horses underneath the hood"

I was built for speed, I was born to run
I get chills when they fire off that starter's gun
Keep your rocking chair and your tranquility
I wasn't built for comfort, I was built for speed (yeah)

Now, a hundred years from now, when my body gives out
I won't have no nursemaid wheeling me around
I'll take a chrome Harley motor and I'll bolt it to my chair
And I'll lay a strip of rubber up those pearly white stairs

I was built for speed, I was born to run
I get chills when they fire off that starter's gun
Keep your rocking chair and your tranquility
I wasn't built for comfort, I was built for speed

I was built for speed, I was born to run
I get chills when they fire off that starter's gun
Keep your rocking chair and your tranquility
I wasn't built for comfort, I was built for speed
I wasn't built for comfort I was built for speed

Come on Grandma, we're getting out of here