I would ride a thousand miles just to beat you,
cut away your tongue to set you free.
None of you can say they have the gift that's given me.
Wha's like us?
Who would dare?
If you ask me I'll just say I wasn't there.
Ride a thousand miles in the morning, climb a mountain pass on limbs of steel,
Right before your eyes I will have my prize:
endorsement,
credulity,
obeissance,
your loyalty.
I don't want to beat you... I just want your blood.
No need to defeat you... I just want your blood.
Want to creep into you, take my rhythm to you...
all my belief is through you.
When I have my wheels I am faster than the rain
from Anjou through Aquitane,
The likes of me you will never see again.
I would ride a thousand miles just to beat you, hold a dozen humours in my head,
The fluid in my veins has so many different names
- wha's like us?
Noone knew.
I cheated death....
now I'll cheat all of you with the power of science.
Ride a thousand miles... snow nor rain nor heat nor darkness, stay me not.