I played the part 

I played the start 

I made a table out of clay 

I placed my hands upon the plans 

I waited for a proud display 

I played around 

I heard the sound of certain trouble on the way 



I got bulldog skin 



I took a car 

I drove it far 

I dug the quality of steel 

I crashed my nerve 

I made it swerve 

I made it back - was no big deal 

I tasted blood 

A date with scud 

And now I don't know how to feel 



I got bulldog skin 

                                (Spark from the master)