Текст песни
Clock strikes dawn on a cobblestone street
I'm patching old bikes where the cold winds meet
Oil on my hands sparks in the night
Dreams on the wall engines to light
Nineteen-oh-two the road turned to flame
One hundred on the dial-speed gave me a name
They call me the devil of Antwerp
Running wide-open watch the city glow
Every limit's there to shatter
Whoa-oh watch me go!
French airfield roar crowds hold their breath
I fly farther than any pilot yet
Higher than clouds past the blue so deep
Put new marks in the book no one else could keep
Wheels left the ground sky opened wide
Records fell one by one nowhere left to hide
They call me the devil of Antwerp
Running wide-open watch the city glow
Every limit's there to shatter
Whoa-oh watch me go!
Drums of war rolled low and mean
I traded the road for a combat machine
Crash and smoke but I rose again
Wings of steel heart of ten
Sun sets slow on a new-paved strip
Bronze wings shine where young wheels grip
I laid that runway on honest ground
So the next kid's dream can lift off the town
They call me the devil of Antwerp
Running wide-open watch the city glow
Every limit's there to shatter
Whoa-oh watch me go!
Engines fade night turns clean;
Build a runway for the next kid's dream