Reluctantly crouched at the starting lineEngines pumping and
thumping in timeThe green light flashes, the flags go upChurning
and burning, they yearn for the cupThey daftly maneuver and
muscle for rankFuel burning fast on an empty tankReckless and
wild, they pour through the turnsTheir prowesses podent and
secretly sternAs they speed through the finish, the flags go
downThe fans get up and they get out of townThe arena is empty
except for one manStill driving and striving as fast as he
canThe sun has gone down and the moon has come upAnd long ago
somebody left with the cupBut he's driving and striving and
hugging the turnsAnd thinking of someone for whom he still
burns...He's going the distanceHe's going for
speedShe's all alone (All alone!)All alone in a time of
needBecause he's racing and pacing and plotting the
courseHe's fighting and biting and riding on his
horseHe's going the distance.No trophy, no flowers, no
flashbulbs, no lineHe's haunted by something he cannot
defineBowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorseAssail him,
impail him, with monster truck force.In his mind, he's
still driving, still making the gradeShe's hoping in time
that her memories will fade'Cause he's racing ad
pacing and plotting the courseHe's fighting and biting and
riding on his horseThe sun has gone down and the moon has come
upAnd long ago somebody left with the cupBut he's striving
and driving and hugging the turnsAnd thinking of someone for
whom he still burns...'Cause he's going the
distanceHe's going for speedShe' all alone (All
alone!)All alone in a time of needBecause he's racing and
pacing and plotting the courseHe's fighting and biting and
riding on his horseHe's racing and pacing and plotting the
courseHe's fighting and biting and riding on his
horseHE'S going the distanceHe's going for
SPEEDHE'S going the distance.
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