- Songwriters: Steven P Smith
He's pleased to meet you underneath the horse
In the cathedral with the glass stained black
Singing sweet high notes that echo back
To destroy their master
May be a long time 'til you get the call-up
But it's sure as fate and hard as your luck
No one will know where you are
It's just a brief smile crossing your face
I'm running speed trials standing in place
When the socket's not a shock enough
You little child what makes you think you're tough?
When all the people you think you're above
They all know what's the matter
You're such a pinball yeah you know it's true
There's always something you come back running to
To follow the path of no resistance
It's just a brief smile crossing your face
I'm running speed trials standing in place
It's just a brief smile crossing your face
I'm running speed trials all over the place
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