all alone in a sea of metal
he pulls into slot 92
sets the brakes, rolls up the window
knows exactly what to do
walks away in his cold grey suit
another shopper like the last
he never falters from his route
or ducks the debris from the blast
it's not to drive
an expensive toy
it's not to drive
it's to destroy
a motor city suicide,
he drives his cars to take their life
when he says "let's take a ride"
it's with a pipe bomb strapped inside
The fire's spreading all around him
people shout and sirens roar
he looks around so nonchalantly
and opens up his new car's door