"Blitz" Lyrics

14 kids in an old church van
With a glow in their eyes
And some tracts in their hands
60 miles an hour feels way too slow
When you got the Chevy pointed down to Mexico

We all want to run the race to win
Never givin' up or givin' in
Comin' at you like a blitz!
Like a blitz!

They've had three flats
And their radiator's leaking
Ain't nothing gonna keep 'em
From the prize that they're seeking
They're riding all together
And it's in God's hands
14 kids in an old church van

We all want to run the race to win
Never givin' up or givin' in
Comin' at you like a blitz!
Like a blitz!

[begin phone call]
Service man: Randy's auto service.
Man: Hello?
Service man: Randy's auto service.
Man: Uh.. uh, yeah, uh, I'm out on, uh, Highway 54, headin' west,
and, uh, my.. my van broke down?
Service man: Uh, are you heading west or east?
Man: West, man! I just said west! I'm headed west,
my van's broke down.
Service man: Um.. what kind of van is it?
Man: It's uh, one of them.. Chevy vans.
Service man: Uh, we.. we do not have 24-hour road service.
Man: What?! It's not even dark yet!
Service man: We.. we do not have 24-hour road service.
Man: Well, what hours do you work then?
Service Man: We, uh, hold on a second, let me go get the mechanic.
[end phone call]

They're jammin' at the show
And everybody's freakin'
Ain't nothing gonna keep 'em
From the prize that they're seeking
They don't get around
Like ordinary fans
14 kids in an old church van

We all want to run the race to win
Never givin' up or givin' in
Comin' at you like a blitz!
Comin' at you like a blitz!

We all want to run the race to win (Like a blitz!)
Never givin' up or givin' in (Like a blitz!)
Like a blitz! (Like a blitz!)