Big Cars Lyrics

Paul Cusick Big Cars

Big cars drive
10 lanes wide
Air con or die
At 55

Pimped up with pride
Skin hides inside
Kick down to drive
At 55

Sitting in my box there’s 18 kind of locks
Designed to set me free
Safe within my shell the radio talks to me
Alone no one can see

I want to drift away
Far from this stinking road
No-one can hear me pray
I want to shed this load

I drive my car
It takes me near or far
Faster than you
Red, amber, green… into the blue