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 |