"Triumph" lyrics

Straight out middle of the road
So fast you're brain wouldn't load
But no more talking on my thoughts
Time to turn it up
Hes an actor, he could be a king
He's rich and he's poor
He could be anything
He ain't all that tough but
He ain't that rough

But he'll triumph, yes, he'll triumph
And he'll triumph, where is your love

He don't care about his hair
He don't care about his clothes
They'll probably feel it
Through his bones, time to turn it up
The daily hunt makes David bread
Sometimes he wishes he was dead
Still probably feel it through his bones
Its time to turn it up

And he'll triumph, yes, he'll triumph
And he'll triumph, where is your
Where is your love

Whoa oh oh
Whoa oh oh
Whoa oh oh
Whoa oh oh

Triumph
Triumph
Triumph
Tri-uh-uh-umph

He don't care about his hair
He don't care about his clothes
They'll probably feel it
Through his bones, time to turn it up
Straight out, middle of the road
So fast you're brain wouldn't load
But no more talking on my thoughts
Time to turn it up

And he'll triumph
Yes, he'll triumph
And he'll triumph
Where is your love

Triumph
Triumph
Triumph
Where is the
Where is the love

Triumph
Tri-uh-umph
Triumph
Tri-uh-uh-uhmph

Triumph
Triumph
Triumph

Tri-uh-uh-umph
Tri-uh-uh-umph
Tri-uh-uh-umph