text: Here it comes, here it comes
  I can feel the hills exploding
  Exploding gracefully, burning up the freeway
  Here it comes
  Grass is green at the edge of the bubble
  Beautiful kids into beautiful trouble
  Well, it seems to fall out of the sky and come down on you
  Oh baby, burn
  Fast Toyota, burns rubber
  Useless rockers from England
  Good times had by all
  Just swallow your guilt and your conscience
  Blue and white birds stepping hard on the pedal
  Interstate Five runs straight down the middle
  And it seems to fall out of the sky and come down on you
  Oh baby, burn