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Ten thousand stallions runnin' wild
They dare to race the devil's child
The race is on, hold tight the reins
They shared a week of broken chains
Wheels turnin', wheels burnin'
See the eagles fly
Weekend warriors ...
Like shining knights
Of days gone by
They're born again
They'll never die |
| Wheels turnin', wheels burnin'
See the angels fly
Weekend warriors ...
Like silver lighting from the sky
These gold-clad horses thunder by
Weekend warriors ...
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