Champs lyrics
by Wire
The race of champions, the pace the paceThe speed the need, the need to seedThe chance to dieAnother dead don't cry, another dead don't cryYou've still got speed, you'll maybe bleedBut that's next timeLess time than before, more speed than beforeYou're rich not poor, what are you doing it for?Want more want moreAnother dead don't cry, another dead don't cryIndeed it's speed, to feed from speedDoing it all the time
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