Racer X | Michael Clem

Racer X
(by Michael Clem)

Won’t you be my future ex?
You don’t have to take my name
We could split up in a month
And I’ll absorb the blame

Let me be your Racer X
You don’t have to learn my name
We’ll throw Chim-Chim in the trunk
And watch the Mach 5 burst in flames

I’m burning blacktop Tokyo
I hit 190 on the streets
The traffic lights change in fear
I’d knock Godzilla off his feet

I had a fallout with my dad
He prefers my brother Speed
His girl Trixie’s such a whore
I swear that Sparky’s smoking weed

Spritle’s mouth is seldom closed
Though he don’t have much to say
He keeps a monkey for a friend
This crazy life of anime

I have no quarrel with my mom
She always keeps her apron on
You think this behavior’s strange
then try to follow Pokemon

I keep an eye on lil’ bro
I’m so glad he’s making good
I want to tell him that I’m proud
It’s hard to speak beneath this hood

I am accused of I.D. theft
I robbed my own identity
It’s locked away in Racer vaults
Where I keep my anonymity

Let me be your Racer X
No, I won’t remove my mask
We can make love while I drive
Oh yes, I can multi-task

Won’t you be my future ex?
You don’t have to take my name
One day you’ll be past tense
And that will be a shame