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Oh God (The risk song)

Weard/ Bensusan

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It’s a far cry from that restless, questing, spirit

That dragged me through the sixties on a rush

It’s a long time always pushing to the limit

With your body screaming ‘stop me’ and your brain cells turned to slush.

 

Oh God – I’ve still got some risks to take

Oh God – It’s a steep hill, I’ve got no brakes

 

You could never do that kind of madness now

Or take that step and look over the edge

You could never be so reckless or so feckless

Now you’ve signed in blood the Health and Safety pledge

 

Oh God – I’ve still got some risks to take

Oh God – It’s a steep hill, I’ve got no brakes

 

And I really need to be there in the peril and the haze

And feel of slipstream, pounding of my heart

A touch of danger and that tingle down the spine

The pressure in the dark depths and the feeling it imparts

 

Oh God – I’ve still got some risks to take

Oh God – It’s a steep hill, I’ve got no brakes