Reluctantly crouched at the starting line
Engines are pumping & thumping in time
The green light flashes, the flags goes up
Churning & burning, they yeahrn for the cup
They deftly manoeuvre, & muscle for rank
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank
Reckless & wild, they pour through the turns
Their prowess is potent, & secretly stern
As they speed through the finish, the flags go down
The fans get up & they get out of town,
The arena is empty except for one man
Still driving & striving as fast as he can
The sun has gone down & the moon has come up
And long ago somebody left with the cup
But he has driving & striving & hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns
He has going the distance
He has going for speed
She has all alone, all alone in her time of need
Because he has racing & pacing & plotting the course
He has fighting & biting & riding on his horse
He has going the distance
No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no line
He has haunted by smth he can´t define
Bowel shaking earthquakes of doubt & remorse
Assail him, impale him, with monster truck force
In his mind he has still driving, still making the grade
She has hoping in time that her memories will fade
Cause he has racing & pacing & plotting the course
He has fighting & biting & riding on his horse
The sun has gone down & the moon has come up
And long ago somebody left with the cup
But he has striving & driving & hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns
Cause, he has going the distance
He has going for speed
She has all alone, all alone in her time of need
Because he has racing & pacing & plotting the course
He has fighting & biting & riding on his horse
He has racing & pacing & plotting the course
He has fighting & biting & riding on his horse
He has going the distance
He has going for speed
He has going the distance
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