Joyriders (исполнитель: Pulp)
We like driving on a Saturday night, past the Leisure Centre, left at the lights. We don't look for trouble, but if [bad word] we [bad word] Looking out for trouble, is what we call fun. Hey you, you in the Jesus sandals, wouldn't you like [bad word] over and watch some vandals smashing up someone's home? We can't help it, we're so thick we can't think, can't think of anything but [bad word] sleep and drink. Oh, and we like women; "up the women" we say, and if we get lucky, we might even meet some one day. Hey you, you in the Jesus sandals, wouldn't you like [bad word] over and watch some vandals smashing up someone's home? Mister, we just want your car, cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir. Oh, all the papers say, it's a tragedy, but don't you want [bad word] and see? Mister, we just want your car, cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir. Oh, all the papers say, it's a tragedy Mister, we just want your car, cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir. Oh, all the papers say, it's a tragedy, but don't you want [bad word] and see? Mister, we just want your car, cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir. Oh, all the papers say, it's a tragedy