[Verse] On a canvas of asphalt, engines roar Bob Ross gears up, he's ready to soar With a paintbrush in hand and a palette full of hues He's painting masterpieces, racing with the blues With a happy little tree on the hood of his car Bob Ross revs up, ready to go far In a sea of colors, he's chasing his dream Leaving streaks of joy wherever he's been [Chorus] Paint the track, Bob Ross, show 'em your art In this NASCAR race, let your passion chart With every stroke of your brush, leave 'em amazed As you speed through the curves, painting a colorful blaze (Paint it, paint it, Bob Ross) (Wooh-ooh-ooh, paint it, paint it, Bob Ross) (Oh-oh-oh, paint it, paint it, Bob Ross) (Wooh-ooh-ooh, paint it, paint it, Bob Ross) [Verse] I'm painting my masterpiece, colors flying high Bob Ross on my canvas, oh, what a sight (such a sight) Every stroke tells a story, every detail shines And the world is watching as I leave them all behind [Chorus] Bob Ross, you're the master of the happy accidents With your brush in hand, there's no competition (oh-yeah) Bob Ross, you've taken over the race, you're in first Painting a picture of pure artistic bliss [Verse] In the land of happy little trees, disaster strikes Bob Ross crashes, it's like a punch to the lights The canvas of tranquility torn apart by fate But we'll paint a new picture, it's never too late (ooh, yeah) [Chorus] Colors of chaos, swirling in the sky Splattered paint on the canvas, a masterpiece to defy We'll find beauty even when the brush hits the ground Together we'll create, and we won't back down (ooh-yeah) [Verse] Bob Ross, the artist with a gentle touch Painting landscapes with beauty, oh so lush But behind the easel, there's a hidden fire A drive to succeed that will never tire (ooh-yeah) [Chorus] He's racing to the canvas, brush in hand (oh-oh-oh-oh) Taking control, back in first again (back in first again) With every stroke, his dreams take flight (dreams take flight) Bob Ross painting his way to new heights (ooh-yeah) [Verse] With every brushstroke, he paints a masterpiece A sky of blue, a valley of peace On his canvas, dreams come alive Bob Ross, the racer with a smile in his eyes (oh yeah) [Chorus] He's racing to the top, with colors so bright Bob Ross, the artist, soaring in flight No one can bring him down, he's reaching new heights With joy in his heart, he's painting the skies (Bob Ross, yeah) (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Bob Ross, yeah) (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
