The Politics Of Driving Lyrics

When the race was done the winners all convened in a
circle
The crowd would not go home; they partied through the
day; it just had to stay to celebrate
Soon the moment came and the people had to leave for jobs
and deadlines
The winners lives were blessed, no obligation stress,
just the deep blue sea
The victory would fade; the winners felt the days had no
meaning so they kneel and pray for something new to chase into
the deep blue sea

Drunk with victory, they sped around the sea in a circle
We'd cheer them from the shore; we'd love them even more
when they don't return
When the race was done the winners all convened in a
circle
We would not go home; we partied through the day; we just
had to stay to celebrate

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