The cars buck and snort as they motor in.
The green flag drops. May destruction begin!

Crash into anybody, any car in the way.
Gotta keep moving, there is no halfway.

There’s a bone-crunching collision, oil hits the ground.
The victor spins a donut, spewing clay all around.

That loser stuck up on the wall feels like a clown,
  and he’s praying that a buddy will come knock him down.

There’s a cloud of smoke and flames shooting from headers;
  the red flag drops on these menacing metal shredders.

Fire’s out, green flag, it’s game on again,
  the smashing resumes in the concrete pen!

Those two attached at the bumper are do-si-do bound,
  crippling each other as they spin round and round.

It’s a mechanical bullfight, there’s hunger for gore.
Steam belches forth and the crowd screams for more.

  The last one to dance, that bright yellow one,
  has one happy driver who got the deed done!