The Prize Lyrics - Magnum

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 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