He Thought Of Cars - Blur

Moscow’s still red, the young man’s dead

Gone to heaven instead, the evening news says he was confused

The motorways will all merge soon, lottery winner buys the moon

They’ve come to save us, the space invaders

He thought of cars

And where, where to drive them

And who to drive them with

But there, there was no one, no one aah-aah-aah

There’s panic at London Heathrow

Everybody wants to go up into the blue, but there’s a ten year queue

Columbia is in top gear, it shouldn’t snow this time of year

America’s shot, she’s gone and done the lot ()

He thought of planes

And where, where to fly to And who to fly there with

But there, there was no one, no one aah-aah-ahh

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He thought of cars

And where, where to drive them

And who to drive them with

But there, there was no one, no one aah-aah-aah

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