Supersonic
Puffball Lyrics


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I want an open road, stress factor overload.
Two times the highest speed, full gas is all I need.
Head out and just let go, it's everything but slow.
Noone can follow me, in my suped up 383.

I'm hooked on speed, that is what I need
and I guess that is pretty ironic.
Cuz I wanna be faster than fast and supersonic.
I tear it up cuz I can't stop
I'm gonna break the rear end loose when I move it.
And I told you so, I'm supersonic.

I want a fuller tank, more money in the bank.
I want to stay soulfree, more guns to protect me.
Full throttle sonic boom, I want more petrol fume.
B-body rocketeer, I just want to disappear.

I'm hooked on speed, that is what I need
and I guess that is pretty ironic.
Cuz I wanna be faster than fast and supersonic.
I tear it up cuz I can't stop
I'm gonna break the rear end loose when I move it.
And I told you so, I'm supersonic.

Still I could use more zap, I don't want to slo-mo crap.
I'm gonna go for a 440, I can't see how that could bore me




Hot action burning wheels, puke up your latest meals.
Alone without a care, hitting speeds you wouldn't dare.

Overall Meaning

In Puffball's song, "Supersonic," the lyrics express a strong desire for speed and a thrill-seeking thrill. The song describes the need for an open road and a suped up 383 engine to fly down the highway at a breakneck pace. The singer is hooked on speed and wants to be "faster than fast and supersonic." Interestingly, the lyrics also contain a sense of irony as the singer acknowledges their addiction to speed.


The song goes on to describe a want for a fuller tank and more guns to feel free and protected while they tear it up on the road. They desire petrol fumes to fuel them as they break the sound barrier like a "B-body rocketeer." The lyrics express a need for adrenaline and speed, with a disregard for the consequences. The singer craves even more speed and power, as they seek out a 440 engine to push their limits even further.


Line by Line Meaning

I want an open road, stress factor overload.
I desire a clear passage to travel through, even though it can be risky and overwhelming.


Two times the highest speed, full gas is all I need.
I want to go as fast as possible, and the throttle at maximum is the only acceptable option.


Head out and just let go, it's everything but slow.
Letting go of all my fears and doubts, moving freely and fast is the only way I want to live.


Noone can follow me, in my suped up 383.
My car is so advanced and modified that it's impossible for anyone to keep up with me on the road.


I'm hooked on speed, that is what I need and I guess that is pretty ironic.
I have a strong addiction to moving fast, which may seem opposite to my personality or life choices.


Cuz I wanna be faster than fast and supersonic.
I don't want to be just fast or really fast, I want to achieve the fastest possible speed known to man.


I tear it up cuz I can't stop I'm gonna break the rear end loose when I move it.
I drive recklessly and aggressively because I can't control my urge to go fast, and I like drifting the car's rear end when I show off.


And I told you so, I'm supersonic.
I already warned whoever is listening that I'm capable of and will go beyond the speed of sound.


I want a fuller tank, more money in the bank.
I need a bigger gas tank to go further and more cash to fund my need for speed.


I want to stay soulfree, more guns to protect me.
I need to feel free and uninhibited while driving, and I want more weapons to defend myself in case of enemies or police.


Full throttle sonic boom, I want more petrol fume.
I want to hear and feel the loud impact I make when I accelerate to the max while inhaling the strong smell of gasoline.


B-body rocketeer, I just want to disappear.
I want my car to resemble a rocket and to move so fast that I become invisible to the human eye.


Still I could use more zap, I don't want to slo-mo crap.
Even though I'm already super fast, I want more power and I don't want anything to slow me down.


I'm gonna go for a 440, I can't see how that could bore me
I plan on upgrading my engine to a 440, and I can't imagine ever getting bored from going too fast.


Hot action burning wheels, puke up your latest meals.
The heat and friction generated from my speeding car can cause nausea and discomfort to anyone watching.


Alone without a care, hitting speeds you wouldn't dare.
Driving alone without any responsibility or concern, going faster than anyone would think is safe or advisable.




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