Reluctantly crouched at the starting line

Engines are pumping and thumping in time

The green light flashes, the flags goes up

Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup



They deftly manoeuvre, and muscle for rank

Fuel burning fast on an empty tank

Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns

Their prowess is potent, and secretly stern



As they speed through the finish, the flags go down

The fans get up and they get out of town,

The arena is empty except for one man

Still driving and striving as fast as he can



The sun has gone down and the moon has come up

And long ago somebody left with the cup

But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns

And thinking of someone for whom he still burns



He's going the distance

He's going for speed

She's all alone, all alone in her time of need

Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course

He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse

He's going the distance



No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no line

He's haunted by something he cannot define

Bowel shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse

Assail him, impale him, with monster truck force



In his mind he's still driving, still making the grade

She's hoping in time that her memories will fade

Cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course

He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse



The sun has gone down and the moon has come up

And long ago somebody left with the cup

But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns

And thinking of someone for whom he still burns



Cause, he's going the distance

He's going for speed

She's all alone, all alone in her time of need

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