Andrew Burbidge |
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Give Me More Power Give Me More Speed |
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| Like firebirds flying in the haze of the sun | |||||
| I saw the cars speeding on a practise run | |||||
| Burning up the road till the session was done | |||||
| Exhausts blasting like the barrels of a gun | |||||
| If you get the breaks you'll be a hero in the end | |||||
| And everyone will want to be your friend | |||||
| But there's no place to hide when you're out on the track | |||||
| And if you get it all wrong it's a long and lonely walk back | |||||
| Give me more power, give me more speed | |||||
| A split second is all I need | |||||
| If you keep it on the edge you might lose it in a spin | |||||
| But it's all or nothing and I need a chance to win | |||||
| Brakes are disks of fire | |||||
| Stolen from the gods, now the flames climb higher | |||||
| When the stars threw down their spears | |||||
| They challenged us to tame our fears | |||||
| How fine the engines sound | |||||
| As they take you and shake you and make your heart pound | |||||
| Drivers fighting to bring them around | |||||
| Like tigers cars race over the ground | |||||
| With the tension building and your hear rate rising | |||||
| And everyone out of the way | |||||
| As you grip the wheel your hands are sweating | |||||
| And now there's nothing left to say | |||||
| The lights go out the engines scream | |||||
| Power and motion like in a dream | |||||
| Like chariot races where rubber wheels burn | |||||
| Down the straight and into the turn | |||||
| With engines singing their urgent song | |||||
| Carbon and steel they race along | |||||
| At the checkered flag the fans all roar | |||||
| To race to win isn't that what life is for | |||||
Copyright © 1998 Andrew Burbidge |
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