Engine roaring
Very loud
Rubber burning

Makes a cloud

Wheels spinning

Round and round
Tires smoking
On the ground


Boyracer
Round and round

Boyracer
Faster, faster


Boy your car
So very clean and loud
With your friend who sits

In the back

Cars turning

Screeching sound

Gears grinding

Gravel and glass

Late

Late at night
In the quiet suburban streets
He rides far

Far away
From the police


Boyracer
Round and round
Boyracer

Faster, faster

He was (?)

Throughout the week
To buy the tires
That are

Not so cheap