Bj Special

Who do you think you are?
Running round like a star
Fast cars, big cigar
You’re only hiding from yourself
Harder, faster than before
You know what you’re heading for
So you can’t stand the pace
You’re loosing out on the race

There’s no magic in your eye
You know the reason why
Harder, faster than before
You can’t stand the pace
There’s no whisky in the jar
Watered down, much too far
But you know what you have to take
To close the gate.