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