Race

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1 May, 1974

What’s the point in bringing the doctor in here,
What’s the point in showing that tear,
You smile when it’s funny, the theme is your charm
You look very settled and calm.
Where’s the end if we can’t find a place to begin,
Are you always looking for sin?
Where’s the money, I’ve done what you wanted and said,
Where’s the need for my place in the race up ahead?