Text: Nik Kershaw. Human Racing.

Closing in on empty spaces
Winners laugh too soon
A paper world with paper faces
Beneath a paper moon

Well, there's a man, a real pace setter
Coming after me
And after him there's someone better
And after him there's me

Well, he'll offer you a cigarette
He'll offer you a light
Oh but he hasn't finished with you yet
On another long knife night

Look behind you
There's the man you're chasing
Look behind you
Let's go human racing
Human racing
Oh 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 vows in secret places
They'll get you somehow
'Cause you never win
With the 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

Oh
Around and around we go
Human racing now, oh
After him, after him
Around and around we go
Let's go racing now