He Thought of Cars — текст песни (Blur)

Moscows still red

The young mans dead

Gone to heaven instead

The evening news

Says he was confused



The motorways will all merge soon

Lottery winner buys the moon

Theyve 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



Theres panic at london heathrow

Everybody wants to go

Up into the blue

But theres a ten year queue



Columbia is in top gear

It shouldnt snow this time of year

Americas shot

Shes gone and done the lot



He thought of planes

And where

Where to fly to

And who to fly there with

And there

There was no-one

No-one