Testo di Roads Girdle the Globe

Am I asleep Or am I fast You every race You first, you last Roads girdle the globe We all safe in your concrete robe Hail mother motor Hail piston rotor Hail wheel Roads girdle the globe Am I tied in Or do I turn Your sacred incense You tyre burn Steer me Anna Am I get there When is A, B Oil, iron, steel You holy three