STAIN

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I lined up with the rest, we broke from the gate
I must confess, I broke a little bit late
As a matter of fact, I slept through the backstretch
I'm probably not your first pick -the odds-on favorite to catch

We were headed for the winners circle like it was the main attraction
But the flash of the cameras proved to be another distraction
For the boys in the suits who collect and smoke cuban cigars
While we win and we place and have nothing to show but the scars

Chorus: Make me, break me. Place your handicap
Watch me shake the monkey from my back
When I go down it ain't gonna be in vain
I'm gonna leave a stain

The men in the stands come to gamble the track
But all bets are off if they see you break from the pack
Tell me, why should my whole life's work ride on a three minute race?
And why should some corporate cowboy be setting the pace?

Chorus

Up in the clubhouse they sell platinum lies
They put lead in your saddlepad & stars in your eyes
Jockeying for position all of the while
I let them keep the inch 'cuz I got a miracle mile