(Everyone wants to be a) Racecar

Line up

Staggered

Ready to go like clappers

Sound the gun and start your engines

Count down

Not ready

Everybody's overtaking

I'm begging for divine intervention

And I've been sitting around feeling a little bit impatient

And when I look around everyone seems fed up of it

We want it

Yes we do want it

Everyone wants to be a racecar

A red rocket, sponsors on your bonnet

Put your pedal down and you will go far

You can chase your dreams and mornings will be good again

Keep it sweet and take it on the chin again

Don't feel bad, everybody wants to be a racecar

Take a sharp corner lose my grip and I fall behind

I'm running off track

I think my luck is running out

If I lose on another scratch card

I might just kill myself

Cut the breaks and spin the wheel

I'm tired of sitting around

Waiting for the stars to align

I learned from looking around

No one wants to make up their mind

We want it yes we do want it

Everyone wants to be a racecar

A red rocket sponsors on your bonnet

Put your pedal down and you will go far

You can chase your dreams and mornings will be good again

Keep it sweet and take it on the chin again

Don't feel bad

Everybody wants to be a racecar

You can chase your dreams and mornings will be good again

Keep it sweet and take it on the chin again

Don't feel bad

Everybody wants to be a racecar