The Price

There are no secrets under the sun
All our troubles are rolled into one
Early warning, get ready to run
But it's hard to see clear
For we might disappear
With the prize hardly won

When books and theories daily contest
It's like a welcome from the chapel of rest
No salvation, no one is blessed
While in private we shake
There's no time to make
One, one small request

(No more) winners or losers
To talk into the night
(No more) beggars or choosers
They're drawn into the fight
(They don't belong) the race is on

There are no secrets under the sun
All our troubles are rolled into one
Early warning, get ready to run
But it's hard to see clear
For we might disappear
With the prize hardly won, hey!

(No more) winners or losers
To talk into the night
(No more) beggars or choosers
They're drawn into the fight
(No more) no more winners or losers
To talk into the night
(No more) no more beggars or choosers
They're drawn into the fight
(They don't belong) (The race is on)

Ooh, no more, no more
Ooh, hey!
Ooh, the race is on...
Ooh, the race is on...