Cut That Banner

[Кіріспе] [Feedback swell] [Two-bar tremolo-picked riff; drums enter on bar two, bass on bar three] [Куплет 1] Gate drops—your tires bite the grade Loose stone skitters under the blade The front wheel folds; the bars kick wide You throw your hip and hold the line [Қайырма] Drive through the dust! don’t let it break! Blind on the chute, you take what it takes! One last push, one last breath— Cut that banner, outrun the edge! [Куплет 2] Gravel spits up, the track goes white You pedal hard by feel, not sight The markers blur; the crowd falls back Your boots stay planted, chain stays slack—then snaps [Қайырма] Drive through the dust! don’t let it break! Blind on the chute, you take what it takes! One last push, one last breath— Cut that banner, outrun the edge! [Көпір] Lean into the skid—hold! Hands steady, knees low! The finish waits below! [Guitar solo] [Қайырма] Drive through the dust! don’t let it break! Blind on the chute, you take what it takes! One last push, one last breath— Cut that banner, outrun the edge! [Аутро] Front wheel straight—drive! Through the banner!