BLUE MAX - LYRICS

A heat haze ripples over desert sands as sun shines high in a cobalt sky.

There's a stranger in town with a record to beat in shiny blue painted steed

CHORUS 

[Blue Max BE3, Blue Max, blue energy, Blue Max.

Blue Max BE3 Blue Max, blue energy, Blue Max.]

Soon as you're number one, along comes another guy to face the sun.

We will be number one in the wild wild west waiting for the gun.

(Radio commentator)

That's a Roger Charlie, Blue Max taking to the salt

It's a lovely day for a record run. Beer anyone?

What are you waiting for?

CHORUS 

[Blue Max BE3, Blue Max, blue energy, Blue Max.

Blue Max BE3 Blue Max, blue energy, Blue Max.]

Foot hard down to the metal, perspiration on the brow, the sheriff's timing your mile run as you past 300 miles an hour.

(Radio commentator)

And that's a very fast time 347 mph thumbs up Blue Max and she's off on the return run.

What are you waiting for?

CHORUS 

[Blue Max BE3, Blue Max, blue energy, Blue Max.

Blue Max BE3 Blue Max, blue energy, Blue Max.]

(Radio commentator)

Not so fast on the return - waiting for the official time.

Its coming through now, it's coming through - coming through - it's a new world record it's 305 miles an hour - it's official.  Oh I've spilt my beer.