race three Songtext / Lyric

CONTROL
This is control. This is control. And now for the race of that keeps going day and night. The
final Trans-America trial for the championship of the world. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six,
five, four, two, one. Trains gone! Here's a suprise - look at that Rusty go. He
passes Bobo. He's got a great hea dof steam and he's mad to show the big boys. He's
chasing Electra. He's chasing Greaseball. What's the champion gonna go about it? Oh
my God! Race cancelled. Race cancelled. Who did that? Re-run in fifteen minutes.