Drag Race

 

Drag race, the quarter mile

On the rail, an outcast

Loud colours stand out

Or get forgotten about 

Fast

It\'s not \'normal\', apparently

To portray this kind of insanitary insanity

Lately, on that strip

With big lights, us misfits

Yet others all queue

To smell the sights, see the frights

Methanol in any case

Wipes that burnout from your face

Pressure to steal the show

When our lives live in parallel

That Christmas tree

Not seen for years and years

In my family home

Are you joking? On my road?

Constant fears

Pop! Bang!

Pop could never understand

Our band

How the fuck could he?

A poor life, pure-like

H2O

Absolutely fucking bland

And my Mom the whore

When I aged four

Abandoned her makeup at the door

To find utility

Days like Thunder, not forgotten

But I\'m not bruised, from that shit Cruise

Not locked in - like him

It\'s my world now

That thrill, the how

Is up to me

To leave my competition static and sationary

Zeroes to heroes - pull 5G\'s

Outrageously stay alive

Like Bee Gees

A fighter, no fear

Helmet tucked tight

Lifting the gear

Focused to fuck

In the groove for this chequered-flag fight

I know I can win

My big rear-end wheels

Dance and spin

Then suddenly

Nitro, nitrate

All out with my hate

Lights!

And in less than one second

All I can see

Eyes on my heels - my adversary

Who yields and kneels

On my runway

Smells rubber, burnt PVC

No backpedal now

This is my Christmas tree

My baubles

My needle

It\'s his withdrawal

From this Cathedral

My chute opens and blooms

As I did, too late

It matter\'s not for now kid

I won this race