Past v Future (The Grand Tour S01E13)

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synthwave rock, futuristic electronic rock, heavy electronic rock

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[Intro]
(Futuristic retro-synth arpeggio pulsating, electronic drums beating hard, sudden heavy rock guitar chord cuts in)

[Verse 1]
The desert sun is setting on the skyscrapers so high
The big white tent is standing underneath the Dubai sky
The final week has come around, the season's at its end
The wealthy crowd is cheering for the grandest tour, my friend

[Verse 2]
The presenters take the stage tonight to settle up the score
Between the old-school petrol and the high-tech future lore
Jeremy loves the history, the things we used to know
While James believes the electric age is where we have to go

[Verse 3]
Jeremy chooses heritage, a classic British style
A Volkswagen Golf GTI to cover every mile
It has a manual gearbox, a turbo petrol sound
The most traditional hot hatch that can be easily found

[Verse 4]
But James arrives in silence, a carbon-fiber shell
A BMW i3 that represents the future well
It runs on pure electricity, it has a funky space
He thinks it is the perfect car for every urban race

[Verse 5]
They drive them through the city streets, comparing old and new
The analog mechanics versus digital and blue
Jeremy is shifting gears, revving up the noise
While James is cruising quietly, ignoring bensin boys

[Verse 6]
Meanwhile, the little Hamster has a challenge of his own
He’s sent to Michelin's test track, entirely alone
To learn the art of drifting, to make the tires smoke
But sliding heavy supercars is definitely no joke

[Verse 7]
He spins around in circles, he misses every line
The professional instructors say his driving isn't fine
But Richard keeps on trying, burning rubber all day long
Until he gets the perfect slide and proves the critics wrong

[Verse 8]
Back in the studio tent, the tension starts to rise
They look at Portugal's lap times with heavy, serious eyes
The wager from the first episode is finally on the board
The Holy Trinity of speed can no longer be ignored

[Verse 9]
McLaren, Porsche, and Ferrari, the times are tight and small
But Jeremy's P1 lost the bet, the slowest of them all
His house in Oxfordshire must pay the ultimate heavy price
The bulldozers are coming now, they will not ask him twice

[Verse 10]
The film is rolling on the screen, the excavators roar
They smash the roof and break the walls right down into the floor
Jeremy's home is turning into rubble, dust, and clay
While Hammond and James May are laughing all along the way

[Verse 11]
They look at another hypercar, a rare and wild design
The Porsche 918 Spyder is racing down the line
Against a Nissan Patrol truck that looks completely stock
But underneath the bodywork, it gives the world a shock

[Verse 12]
Two thousand horsepower hidden inside the SUV
It launches like a bullet for the desert crowd to see
It beats the German hypercar upon the sandy track
A drag race victory that leaves the Porsche way on back

[Verse 13]
The Celebrity Brain Crash is absent from the show
Because the tent has run out of the famous guests we know
They joke about the casualties that happened through the year
And celebrate that all three hosts are still alive and here

[Verse 14]
The lap times of the season are reviewed upon the wall
From Vulcan fire to eco-cars, they summarize it all
The Eboladrome has taken hits from rubber and from rain
But every single vehicle has conquered through the pain

[Verse 15]
The Dubai crowd is standing up, the final credits near
The very first grand touring year has finished with a cheer
From London to the desert sands, the traveling tent has moved
And modern automotive life has fully been approved

[Verse 16]
They pack the heavy sound gear, the lights are turning low
The massive silver trucks are lined and ready now to go
The chemistry was perfect, the bickering was grand
The greatest motoring circus that has traveled through the land

[Verse 17]
So raise a final glass tonight, the thirteenth song is done
The first season has ended underneath the desert sun
With synthwave rock and engine roars, the future meets the past
The Grand Tour is just starting, and the memories will last

[Outro]
(Epic electronic synthwave solo, heavy electric guitar harmonizing, massive drum crescendo, fading out with a futuristic laser sound and a car exhaust pop)

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[Intro] (Futuristic retro-synth arpeggio pulsating, electronic drums beating hard, sudden heavy rock guitar chord cuts in) [Verse 1] The desert sun is setting on the skyscrapers so high The big white tent is standing underneath the Dubai sky The final week has come around, the season's at its end The wealthy crowd is cheering for the grandest tour, my friend [Verse 2] The presenters take the stage tonight to settle up the score Between the old-school petrol and the high-tech future lore Jeremy loves the history, the things we used to know While James believes the electric age is where we have to go [Verse 3] Jeremy chooses heritage, a classic British style A Volkswagen Golf GTI to cover every mile It has a manual gearbox, a turbo petrol sound The most traditional hot hatch that can be easily found [Verse 4] But James arrives in silence, a carbon-fiber shell A BMW i3 that represents the future well It runs on pure electricity, it has a funky space He thinks it is the perfect car for every urban race [Verse 5] They drive them through the city streets, comparing old and new The analog mechanics versus digital and blue Jeremy is shifting gears, revving up the noise While James is cruising quietly, ignoring bensin boys [Verse 6] Meanwhile, the little Hamster has a challenge of his own He’s sent to Michelin's test track, entirely alone To learn the art of drifting, to make the tires smoke But sliding heavy supercars is definitely no joke [Verse 7] He spins around in circles, he misses every line The professional instructors say his driving isn't fine But Richard keeps on trying, burning rubber all day long Until he gets the perfect slide and proves the critics wrong [Verse 8] Back in the studio tent, the tension starts to rise They look at Portugal's lap times with heavy, serious eyes The wager from the first episode is finally on the board The Holy Trinity of speed can no longer be ignored [Verse 9] McLaren, Porsche, and Ferrari, the times are tight and small But Jeremy's P1 lost the bet, the slowest of them all His house in Oxfordshire must pay the ultimate heavy price The bulldozers are coming now, they will not ask him twice [Verse 10] The film is rolling on the screen, the excavators roar They smash the roof and break the walls right down into the floor Jeremy's home is turning into rubble, dust, and clay While Hammond and James May are laughing all along the way [Verse 11] They look at another hypercar, a rare and wild design The Porsche 918 Spyder is racing down the line Against a Nissan Patrol truck that looks completely stock But underneath the bodywork, it gives the world a shock [Verse 12] Two thousand horsepower hidden inside the SUV It launches like a bullet for the desert crowd to see It beats the German hypercar upon the sandy track A drag race victory that leaves the Porsche way on back [Verse 13] The Celebrity Brain Crash is absent from the show Because the tent has run out of the famous guests we know They joke about the casualties that happened through the year And celebrate that all three hosts are still alive and here [Verse 14] The lap times of the season are reviewed upon the wall From Vulcan fire to eco-cars, they summarize it all The Eboladrome has taken hits from rubber and from rain But every single vehicle has conquered through the pain [Verse 15] The Dubai crowd is standing up, the final credits near The very first grand touring year has finished with a cheer From London to the desert sands, the traveling tent has moved And modern automotive life has fully been approved [Verse 16] They pack the heavy sound gear, the lights are turning low The massive silver trucks are lined and ready now to go The chemistry was perfect, the bickering was grand The greatest motoring circus that has traveled through the land [Verse 17] So raise a final glass tonight, the thirteenth song is done The first season has ended underneath the desert sun With synthwave rock and engine roars, the future meets the past The Grand Tour is just starting, and the memories will last [Outro] (Epic electronic synthwave solo, heavy electric guitar harmonizing, massive drum crescendo, fading out with a futuristic laser sound and a car exhaust pop)

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