Spinnaker (The Park Bench Rant) Here’s To A Race Well Run Capo on 2nd fret You showed up late with some random guy Michigan plates and sores on his face That’s fucked up hun, I guess its your idea of fun O well o well, here’s to a race well run Wo-oh wo-oh wo-oh-oh-oh Now my fingers are killing me But not writing this song is not an option No-o-o-o its not at option, oh-oh-oh-oh If this is getting better, then I give up Yeah, isn’t any better, I give up Yeah if this is getting better then I give up Yeah, isn’t any better, yeah I give up I dropped dead in your cereal bowl I was waiting in vain for a telephone call from your mother, tell me tell me, tell me all about it And now my heels are blistered But not walking these blocks is not an option I left your house, it was it was not an option Cause if this is getting better then I give up Yeah isn’t any better I give up Yeah isn’t any better I give up Yeah isn’t any better, yeah I give up Cause if this is getting better then I give up Give up