The Race (Live In Berlin 2016)

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen
This is Billy McKloski from Palm Springs, reporting for NBC Sports of America
Twenty seconds to the start of the thirty-first Formula race on a hot
Sunny afternoon here in California

Why? (Why?)
I need this plate!

Are you ever gonna push me, let me run and let me do
I need it, and I'm ready, and I haven't got a clue

Give me a brake!

Any track is turning, but The Race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion, but the stopping drives me mad
Another sun was shining, and he knew he wasn't great
He didn't ever talk about, he knew he couldn't wait

Give me a brake!

Why? (Why?)
Shout! (Shout!)

Are you ever gonna push me, let me run and let me do
I need it, and I'm ready, and I haven't got a clue
Another sun was shining, and he knew he wasn't great
He didn't ever talk about, he knew he couldn't wait

Give me a brake!

Not any track is turning, but The Race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion, but the stopping drives me mad

On the fast lane of the street I'm driving
Sometimes, I'm arriving
Every day and every night

Give me a brake!

Are you ever gonna push me, let me run and let me do
I need it, and I'm ready, and I haven't got a clue
Another sun was shining, and he knew he wasn't great
He didn't ever talk about, he knew he couldn't wait