Sitting here in my mean machine - I'm ready to explode Looking out of my helmet at the faces
I been wondering all night long - If I will live or die Yeah, it's always the same before the races
I got some hot line information About the man who's occupation is driving the cars Standing out there on the grid
And it's a kind of fascination - And it demands full concentration The kind of a job We all dreamed of as a kid
I can see on the track ahead - the heat is rising high Gotta win for the team and it's never easy
I been feeling the butterflies - strapped into my seat Yeah, and already the tension's getting to me
We're waiting in antecipation For some official indication - They're ready to go Revving up and hit the road 'Cause it's another big accasion And there won't be no relaxation - They're ready to go And they're Ready To Explode
You're gonna drive 'em round the bend Have a go on the chicane Gonna drive 'em round the bend Without a warning - Ready Now To Explode
Break
Who's gonna be the big sensation? Who'll be the champion of the nation? In one of them cars - Standing out there on the grid
He's gonna get a big ovation Be the champion of the nation The kind of a thrill we all dreamed of as a kid
I don't wanna break down
And I wanna explode
Don't let me break down (3x)
I wanna explode (3x)
Ever since I was just thirteen, I had a crazy, reoccuring dream To be faster than the speed of sound It was the only way to get around, oh yeah (Speeding in my dreams)
Seventeen and I passed my test - Never settling for second best I knew right away what I'd like It was a 750 motorbike, oh yeah (Sppeding in my dreams)
I was living for speed
Explode
Compositores: James Whild Lea (Jim Lea), Neville John Holder ECAD: Obra #22296369