Men racing down on the racing track
Goin' someplace / they'll be coming back
The GTR Racers comin' over the ridge
Great fight for second under the bridge
Racing line stretchin' round the corner
Just don't hit the red-white border!
Drivers sleepin' in their cars while others test
Tuning their setups without taking rest
Oh Blackwood is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody 'bout who'll be first
I'm sittin' down here in the bright head lights
Waiting for their tyres to burst.
I pull the blackwood map from my sleeping bag
I light up a butt and take a drag
Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
On a grandstand chair 'neath the underpass
Got a one-way ticket to the main grand stand
A Jaffa cake in my pocket and cam in my hand
Looking at the battle being fought
"I'd love to do this myself" was my first thought
Blackwood is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody 'bout who'll be first
I'm sittin' down here in their bright head lights
Waiting for their tyres to burst.
And a voice said "Hey, whenever you see us, racing by
Wherever an FZ50's engine dies
Where there's a fight for first position that ain't fought fair
Look for me mate I'll be there
Wherever there's somebody fightin' for a place to stand
Or decent setup or a helpin' hand
Wherever somebody's strugglin' on S.O. 3
Look in their eyes mate you'll see me."
Oh Blackwood is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody 'bout who'll be first
I'm sittin' down here in the bright head lights
Waiting for their tyres to burst.
- Based on Bruce Springsteen - The ghost of Tom Joad.
Goin' someplace / they'll be coming back
The GTR Racers comin' over the ridge
Great fight for second under the bridge
Racing line stretchin' round the corner
Just don't hit the red-white border!
Drivers sleepin' in their cars while others test
Tuning their setups without taking rest
Oh Blackwood is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody 'bout who'll be first
I'm sittin' down here in the bright head lights
Waiting for their tyres to burst.
I pull the blackwood map from my sleeping bag
I light up a butt and take a drag
Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
On a grandstand chair 'neath the underpass
Got a one-way ticket to the main grand stand
A Jaffa cake in my pocket and cam in my hand
Looking at the battle being fought
"I'd love to do this myself" was my first thought
Blackwood is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody 'bout who'll be first
I'm sittin' down here in their bright head lights
Waiting for their tyres to burst.
And a voice said "Hey, whenever you see us, racing by
Wherever an FZ50's engine dies
Where there's a fight for first position that ain't fought fair
Look for me mate I'll be there
Wherever there's somebody fightin' for a place to stand
Or decent setup or a helpin' hand
Wherever somebody's strugglin' on S.O. 3
Look in their eyes mate you'll see me."
Oh Blackwood is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody 'bout who'll be first
I'm sittin' down here in the bright head lights
Waiting for their tyres to burst.
- Based on Bruce Springsteen - The ghost of Tom Joad.
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