Away In a Red Bull
AWAY IN A RED BULL
Away in a Red Bull
No speed limit here
I drive at two hundred
I’m born with no fear
I catch the Mercedes
And pass it with ease
From then on my rear end
Is all that he sees
I enter the pit lane
The pit crew awake
Four tyres in three seconds
No error they make
No one can stay near me
And each night I pray
That always and ever
That’s how it will stay
Copyright © Bryn Strudwick | Year Posted 2023
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