Human Racing - Kershaw, Nik

closing in on empty spaces, winners laugh too soon. their paper world with paper faces, beneath a paper moon. there's a man, a real pace setter, coming after me. and after him there's someone better, and after him there's me. oh well he'll offer you a cigarette, he'll offer you a light. but he hasn't finished with you yet, on another long knife night. so look behind you, there's the man you're chasing. look behind you, let's go human racing, human racing. let's go racing now. open arms and open purses, open season's here. well they fill your head with clever verses, and then they disappear. silent vowes in secret places, they'll get you somehow. cause you never win them human races, so who's the loser now. look behind you, there's the man you're chasing. look behind you, let's go human racing, human racing. let's go racing now. na na na na na na. human racing. after me, after him. now na na now. who's the loser.