Car Song

The Corsa courses up the back street Of course I'm caught in the middle of the back seat And forced Between Danny and Jack Hannah's got shotgun Calming Charlie down about the college work she's not done Danny's quite quiet, he's usually a riot I crack a joke and hope but he's sat moping and defiant While he's channelling a Whistler Jack's rolling a Rizla Living on the dole smoking bowls at his sister's A left and a right, a left and a right, a left and a right What's left when the writing's on the wall? Starsky and Hutch come up fast in the Astra Glance at us, the smoke is cast in the Ashtray See I'm not a nun, I'm no Fidel Castro And Fed's will find any half reason to catch you and That's it with tyrants, live for a victim David was minding his own when they nicked him A blast of the sirens then passing in silence Now they're chasing new Droogs to call Ultraviolent A left and a right, a left and a right, a left and a right What's left when the writing's on the wall? Then pause to review The tussles and tears of the crowd in the queue Crawling up the walls And applauding the slew of inhibitors fleeing I'm stunned by a scene Such a sickening feeling There's Danny's girlfriend walking hand in hand With the ringer for the singer of the local wedding band Looking to my left to see if he's noticed He's staring straight ahead eyes glazed unfocused "She broke up with me the other day" I gasp "You never thought to tell me?" "Well you never thought to ask." A left and a right A left and a right A left and a right A left and a right A left and a right