I like your candy world
So bright such rapid motion
So many moving parts
A dash of peril in the potion
Racer why you gotta race
What's racing through your mind?
You work so hard out on the track
work equals zero for your kind
Racer racer spinning out
drifting the trackless track
I wish I had such serpentine moves
looked so smooth in white and red and black
I'm racing fifteen clocks
none thrilling none aglow
not sexy but we do what we must
go dear racer go
what
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