Johnny's out cruising down the fast food strip   He rides the high-wheeler Ford   He's down here every evening since the school let out   An ordinary man would be bored.      Johnny's got the hunger of a high school heart   And a tank full of minimum-wage   So its six lights down, six lights back   Pacing like a lion in a cage      Chorus      He's running on a tether   Tearing at the ground   Trying to find a way to break the chain   This howling in the distance   Its a captivating sound   Can't tell if its ecstasy or pain   Saturday they'll all be back again      All those engines pulling all night long   Still makes a slow moving train   They can scream out their freedom   When the light turns green   But they're bound to come 'round again      Standing at a distance there's the dark haired girl   Johnny doesn't know her name   He howls his engine like a big, black dog   Choking on his collar by his chain      Its lonely, like hunger   Driven to the same old place   Rumble like thunder   Don't you think that Angels hear   The passion of this Human Race