Prog Lift

Lyrics

[INTRO]
Revving engines, a metal beast,
The warehouse buzzes, I'm ready at least.
Got my hard hat on, a grin on my face,
It’s time to roll out, here’s my happy place.

[VERSE 1]
Up in the cab, I’m feeling alive,
With the controls in hand, I know I can drive.
Pallets stacked high, colors bright on display,
A fork lift warrior, I’m here to slay.

[CHORUS]
Fork lift driving, lifting me high,
Turning steel and wood into my sky.
Loading and unloading, it’s my kind of grind,
In the rhythm of the warehouse, I’m one of a kind.

[VERSE 2]
Backing it up, precision in my move,
Safety first, man, that’s the groove.
Barcodes scanned, time to roll,
It's all in a day's work, playing my role.

[CHORUS]
Fork lift driving, lifting me high,
Turning steel and wood into my sky.
Loading and unloading, it’s my kind of grind,
In the rhythm of the warehouse, I’m one of a kind.

[BRIDGE]
Rising and lowering, the world comes alive,
With every turn and twist, I feel that drive.
From morning light to the setting sun,
Fork lift driving, man, it’s pure fun!

[HOOK]
Round and round, can you hear that sound?
The clank and the hiss, my heart is unbound.
Bouncing on the wheels, freedom I find,
In this steel and rubber, I’m one of a kind.

[CHORUS]
Fork lift driving, lifting me high,
Turning steel and wood into my sky.
Loading and unloading, it’s my kind of grind,
In the rhythm of the warehouse, I’m one of a kind.

[OUTRO]
So raise a glass to the lift truck crew,
With every load lifted, it’s something true.
In this dance of steel, we find our spark,
Fork lift driving, lighting up the dark!