Champs - Wire

The taste of champions

The pace, the pace

The speed, the need

The need to seed

The chance to die

Another dead, don’t cry

Another dead, don’t cry

You’ve still got speed

You’ll maybe bleed

But there’s less time

More speed than before

Less time than before

You’re rich, not poor

What are you doing it for?

Want more, want more

Another dead, don’t cry

Another dead, don’t cry

You’ve still got speed

To feed from speed

Doing it all the time