Shout! (shout!)
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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
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Now shut the door
keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
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Not any track is turning
but The Race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion
but the stopping drives me mad
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Time is running
out and the illusion fades away
Time is running
out another day is on its way
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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
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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!
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Why? Burn! Shout! Lies!
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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
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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 its way
This is The Race!
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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
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Why This is The Race!
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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
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Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south