Letra de Arabian Derby

I never feared the rainUntil you turned to meAnd said you’d failed againIt makes a perfect day so lameAnd leads us halfway to nowhereAnd so the players have changedSoon we’ll memorise the namesBut somehow something’s never quite the sameStill we can make a claim, you can count us in againCos everyone’s a winner babyHedge your bets, get set and maybeWe could be the first to cross the lineGet up, get set, get readyGet high, get low, get evenCos we’re living in inimitable styleChasing the ultimate prizeYou’d make a fine millionaireIt’s only natural to celebrateBut someone’s got to be there to payAnd we never get thereSo take some time on our ownWe burn enough aloneClose but still not fully grownPulling marrow from a boneBut there’s no turning backSo count us in againCos everyone’s a winner babyHedge your bets, get set and maybeWe could be the first to cross the lineGet up, get set, get readyGet high, get low, get evenCos we’re living in inimitable styleChasing the ultimate prizeGoing back to the old houseThe Marigolds just go to showThat some of us should never have left homeBut I’m still countingAnother flash in the panA quick and instant forming tanIt seems to grow on meTaking inches from a mileBut I’m all for throwing it on the line