The Run Lyrics

Waiting for the start, ready for the run

Victory in the heart, no place for the fun

For being the winner, you'd to be a killer

Overtake the others, no place for the losers

Start well

Drive fast

To hell

To paradise

Beating lap record, the engine working hard

Overtaking again, cold blood in the veins

You're like a snake, sliding in the curves

A new lap record, just another one ahead

Brake late

Drive fast

To hell

To paradise

Brake late

Drive fast

To hell

To paradise

The radio says, second place, you can finish quiet

You say, Shut up, I want the first place, yet

The last lap, you're alone, you see the finish line

Tyres in fire, but you're the champion

The Champagne's for you, the sweet girl's kiss too

And over the victory, your name is in the glory

Finish well

Finish fast

In hell

In paradise

Finish well

Finish fast

In hell

In paradise