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