We’re a five-car family
We got what it takes
Eight thousand cc
Three different makes
One each for the kids
I run two
One for the missus
When there’s shopping to do
Cars are Japanese of course
Subaru and Mazda
And the Nissan that the missus takes
Nippin down to Asda
We’re a load of noisy parkers
We never do it neat
Drive the neighbours crazy
When we take up half the street
Unleaded petrol?
That’s gotta be a joke
Stepping on the gas we like
The smoke to make you choke
Carbon monoxide
Take a deep breath
Benzine dioxide
Automanic death
‘Cos it’s all about noise
And it’s all about speed
And it’s all about power
And it’s all about greed
And it’s all about fantasy
And it’s all about dash
And it’s all about machismo
And it’s all about cash
And it’s all about blood
And it’s all about gore
And it’s all about oil
And it’s all about war
And it’s all about money
And it’s all about spend
And it’s all about time
That it came to an end.