No one is there to guide us nNeither a godnNor the crownnnWe won’t rest or slow downnNever, we will wear their burial gownnnReady or not nThere is no time to stopnThis course we have to gonnReady or notnNo matter whatnThis time it is quid pro quonnWhere’s a willnThere is a waynThrough the desertnAnd up that hillnnAcceleratenAnd we will prevailnCause nevernWe are standing stillnnReady or not nThere is no time to stopnThis course we have to gonnReady or notnNo matter whatnThis time it is quid pro quo