They say struggle is a part of life
Look at those babies teething
See the people fleeting
Do they sink or swim?
People they close their gates
So do a Zorba dance and smash a plate like you're in Greece
But thank god it's not me
Thank god it's not me

He’s racing around
Like a wacky racer
Some are born menacing
Some are born as medicine

Today I lost my friend
He’s been racing around and I couldn’t quite catch him
He’d wear the tyres down
And blow a cloud of smoke with his engine
Scalextric set possessed by poltergeists
The driver thrives on the thrill of ecstasy
A bolt of daring energy

He’s racing around
Like a wacky racer
Some are born menacing
Some are born as medicine
He’s medicine
He’s racing around
Like a wacky racer
He’s racing around