Joyriders

Hit the road Joe in a stolen Rover
We aint stopping till we get to the coast
We've slung it all in Jim let's have some fun
Let's head west out under the sun - shine
And swigging gin like rodeos
And singing all the songs on the radio
With the wind in our hair and the sky in our eyes
Wearing open-air shirts in a V-neck car

Get in the fast lane and drive, drive, drive
Arms in the air we go wild, wild, wild
Bobbing on the seats we all jive, jive, jive
Burning the tyres to liquorice
We are joyriders, joyriders
Joyriders, joyriders
Joyriders, joyriding in cars

Put your boot down let's leave this town
We aint stopping till we run out of ground
Hold onto your hat Jack there's no turning back
Driving so fast we can't see the tarmac
And our smiles so wide, so big and crazy
Like elastic bands stretched across our faces
With a hamper of grub and a box of cassettes
And a bundle of drugs and a suitcase of cigarettes

Get in the fast lane and drive, drive, drive
Arms in the air we go wild, wild, wild
Bobbing on the seats we all jive, jive, jive
Burning the tyres to liquorice
We are joyriders, joyriders
Joyriders, joyriders
Joyriders, joyriding in cars

We're going on a very long ride
We're in a bright, blue racing car
We're travelling fast up the pier at the seaside
We career off and out into the sky

We're going on a very long ride
We're in a bright, blue racing car
We're travelling fast up the pier at the seaside
We career off and out into the sky

Son of a Humber

We're going on a very long ride
We're in a bright, blue racing car
We're travelling fast up the pier at the seaside
We career off and out into the
Into the, into the
Sky