59. Graham Hill — текст песни (Chumbawamba)





For twenty years Graham Hill
Risking life and limb
Drove the circuits of the world
And they said it would kill him
Going so fast is a fine way to win
But one crash could make a mockery of that famous cheeky grin
As irony would have it
Years after he retired
The light aircraft he was piloting
Exploded, and he died



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