1, 2, 3

The farther I go the less I know
One foot goes in front of the other

It all boils down
To not hang around
To keep moving
In front of the gravity, gravity, gravity, gravity

The answer is there, the answer is there
But there is not a fixed position
It keeps moving along and I keep coming along
That's why I'm a long distance runner, runner, runner, runner

Aaaahhhh

And if I stop to catch my breath
I might catch a piece of death
I can't keep your pace
If I want to finish this race
My fight's not with you
It's with the gravity

Long distance runner
Long distance runner
Long distance runner
Long distance runner
Long distance runner
Long distance runner
Long distance runner
Long distance runner