Letra de 4 Minute Mile - Bell X1

I'll never run a four minute mile
And that's OK, most of the time
Never play for Barcelona,
Or sail around the world alone
I'll never be the man on the wire
The time has come to face it and say
That I will never play the Dane
No blowtorch of ambition,
It was never part of my mission
And we will never see this day again
But that's OK, most of the time
I'll never make a sun-powered car
Or build sandcastles on Mars
Get good at secrecy and stealth,
Or redistribute the wealth
No routine on those parallel bars
I'll never have a salad at McDonalds
Or heed the call to monitise
The arts
All those letters to Jim'llFixIt
Lay somewhere in a basket
And the other guy got to play with
Adam and the Ants
But that's OK, most of the time
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I'm like Hernandez, he ran away
He wants to see better days
He says this bullfight,
It's not for me
I'm still in play I got family
Hernandez, he ran ran away
He wants to see better days
He says this bullfight,
It's not for me
I gotta half-life, I gotta half-life
I'll never draw anything but
Stickmen
And they will never have any clothes
Be together in the mornings,
Come upstairs to see your etchings
I'll never suck a golfball through
A hose
I'll never run a four minute mile
And that's OK, most of the time
Never launch my own fragrance,
Or be proper famous
I may even wear my trousers rolled
But that's OK, most of the time