Yeah , that's what I here , hear or heard
You've got the fastest car around in this herd
Got the latest technology
Comes with extraordinary sound
Nobody that's no one can even compare
It climbs the mountains
and comes with all of the thrills to scare
But eventually it's where the rubber hits the road that will cause you to tare
It all comes down to the age that wears
Before now but surely not long
Before it turns into too little too late
The slowing process doesn't stop when you hit the brakes
Then you find that your joy has turned to wrinkles that rust
Wind up as scrap metal that has to be crushed
Every car has it's day on the road and then it's flat tires won't spin and it's down time to commode
. . . sigh . . . but the road goes on forever