As they speed through the primaries, the poll numbers go down
The Cruz fans get up and they get out of town
The rally halls are empty except for one man
Still driving and striving as fast as he can
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago Donald TRUMP left with the cup
But he’s driving and striving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns
He’s going the distance, he’s going for speed
Heidi’s all alone, all alone in her time of need
Because he’s racing and pacing and plotting the course
He’s fighting and biting and riding on his horse
He’s going the distance
No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine
He’s haunted by something he cannot define
Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse
Trump assailed him, impaled him with monster-truck force
In Ted’s mind, he’s still driving, still making the grade
Carly’s hoping in time that her memories will fade
‘Cause he’s racing and pacing and plotting the course
He’s fighting and biting and riding on his horse
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago Donald Trump left with the cup
But Ted’s striving and driving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns
‘Cause he’s going the distance, he’s going for speed
Heidi’s all alone, all alone in her time of need
Because he’s racing and pacing and plotting the course
He’s fighting and biting and riding on his horse
He’s racing and pacing and plotting the course
He’s fighting and biting and riding on his horse
He’s going the distance, he’s going for speed
He’s going the distance
Hey, Ho, soundin like a rap, yo. Need mo bass.