After two thousands came thousands and one

To be the new champions, we were there for to run

From springtime in Arizona, 'til the fall in Monterey

And the raceways were the battlefields and we fought 'em all the way



It was in Phoenix in the morning, I had a wakeup call

She went around the without a warning and put me in the wall

I drove at Long Beach California with three cracked vertebrae

And we went on the Indianapolis, Indiana anyway



Well, the Brickyard's there to crucify anyone who will not learn

I climbed a mountain to qualify went flat throught the turn

And I was down in the might-have-beens and an old pal good as died

And I sat down in gasoline alley and I cried



Well we were in at the killercamp on the Milwaukee mile

And in June up in Michigan we were robbed at Belle Isle

Then It was on to Portland Oregon for the G.I. Joe

And I blew off almost everyone when I my motor let go



New England, Ontario we died in the dirt

Those walls from Mid Ohio to Toronto they hurt

So we came to Rode America where we burned up at the lake

But at the Speedway At Nazareth I made no more mistakes