Lyrics

[Verse]
Tim works at Whole Foods all night long,
In the meat department, where he's strong.
Slicing and dicing, he's right on time,
His passion for motorcycles keeps him in line.

[Verse 2]
Late night hours, the store is still,
Tim's cutting steaks with seasoned skill.
Dreams of highways beneath the moonlight,
Riding free, feeling alright.

[Chorus]
Oh Tim, with a heart that's true,
Working hard, doing what you do.
When the shift ends and morning breaks,
You'll hit the road, for freedom's sake.

[Verse 3]
He knows each cut like an artist knows the brush,
With steady hands, never in a rush.
The smell of leather and the roar of the engine’s might,
Echo through his thoughts on a sleepless night.

[Chorus]
Oh Tim, with a heart that's true,
Working hard, doing what you do.
When the shift ends and morning breaks,
You'll hit the road, for freedom's sake.

[Verse 4]
Tim's got dreams that reach the sky,
With chrome and wheels, he longs to fly.
From the meat counter to the open road,
A restless spirit, ready to explode.