I played the part

I played the start

I made a table out of clay

I placed my hands upon the plans

I waited for a proud display

I played around

I heard the sound of certain trouble on the way



I got bulldog skin



I took a car

I drove it far

I dug the quality of steel

I crashed my nerve

I made it swerve

I made it back - was no big deal

I tasted blood

A date with scud

And now I don't know how to feel



I got bulldog skin

(Spark from the master)