Shout
(Shout) Count on me I'm gonna win the race
Count on me I'm gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong Now shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on it's way Another sun was shining and he knew he wasn't great
He didn't ever talk about he knew he couldn't wait Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do?
I need it and I'm ready and I haven't got a clue Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad Fire away
This is the race Why?
Burn
Shout
Lies
Give me the race Another sun was shining and he knew he wasn't great
He didn't ever talk about he knew he couldn't wait
I need this race Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do?
I need it and I'm ready and I haven't got a clue Any track is turning but the race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on it's way
This is the race Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen
This is Billy McKloski from Palm Springs reporting for NBC
Sports of America
Twenty seconds to the start of the thirty-first formula race on
A hot sunny afternoon here in California On the fast lane of the street I'm driving
Sometimes, somewhere, I'm arriving
Every day and every night Why?
I need this race Count on me I'm gonna win the race
Count on me I'm gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Race in my head