Stopping at the pits
You seem to get your tires burned
Kicking up the grit
You need the loving that you've earned
Try and find a way
To hold the tension I've not learned
Please don't let this be the day for him
Always number two
I know today you have to win
With a little luck
You're gonna take the crown from him
You don't need to ask
You know I wish you everything
God, I'll break if I'm on the run
Grand Prix
Pressure's in the morning air
Grand Prix
Crowds begin to push and stare
Showdown
My heart is in my hand
Slowdown
I've gotta pull myself together
Grand Prix
He's prepared to use his skill
Grand Prix
Life is more than a normal wheel
Grand Prix
Swear he'll beat the flag
When driving in the last race of his life
Driving in the last race
Last race of his life
Driving in the last race
Last race of his life
Moving in the straight
You give it everything you've got
Checking out your place
You feel the engine getting hot
Looking at your face
Oh, I know emotion's gonna stop
Or I'll never make it to the end
Cruising round the bend
I see you breathing down his back
Just a little more
Now you're the leader of the pack
Now the race is yours
Oh, how you're flying round the track
Heaven only knows the way
The way I feel
Grand Prix
Pressure's in the morning air
Grand Prix
Crowds begin to push and stare
Showdown
My heart is in my hand
Slowdown
I've gotta pull myself together
Grand Prix
He's prepared to use his skill
Grand Prix
Not the swagger, not the hair
Grand Prix
Swear he'll beat the flag
When driving in the last race of his life
Driving in the last race
Last race of his life
Driving in the last race
Last race of his life
Driving in the last race
Last race of his life
Driving in the last race
Last race of his life
You
Giving everything you've got
You
Feeling you're getting hot
I
See you breathing down his back
Now
You're the leader, you're the leader
You're the leader of the pack
Grand Prix
Pressure's in the morning air
Grand Prix
Crowds begin to push and stare
Showdown
My heart is in my hand
Slowdown
I've gotta pull myself together
Grand Prix
He's prepared to use his skill
Grand Prix
Not the swagger, not the hair
Grand Prix
Swear he'll beat the flag
When driving in the last race of his life
Showdown
My heart is in my hand
Slowdown
I've gotta pull myself together
Oh
Oh
Oh
Grand Prix
Swear he'll beat the flag
When driving in the last race of his life