He Thought of Cars

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

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

He thought of cars
And where

Where to drive them
And who to drive them with
But there

There was no-one
No-one