He Thought of Cars

Moscow's still red, the young man is 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 are here

He thought of cars and where, where to drive them

Who to drive them with

There, there was no-one, no-one

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 at this time of year

Now america's shot gone and done the lot

He thought of planes and where, where to fly to

And who to fly there with

Where, there was no-one, no-one

He thought of cars and where, where to drive them

Who to drive them with

There, there was no-one, no-one