The path of a snail
crossing the highway

Approaching the exit
Still far ahead

With the tiny legs
Heavy on the tarmac

On both sides
Cars fast approaching

Speed in the air
Snail keeps moving

Life is a race
Oh little snail

Run, run fast
Or get crushed

SEE a baby's head
Coming out the womb

SEE a baby's legs
Fresh in the world

Tears in eyes
Of a joyous mother

Now the baby's grown
A full MAN

Pressure in the air
Baby keeps growing

Will he be a doctor
Will he be a lawyer

Will he be a leader
Will he FOLLOW

Will he be rich
Will he NEED

Life is a RACE
Oh grown MAN

Run, run fast
Or get crushed.



Courtesy. . .hennessy