Acid thrown from a silver tray
Stripping paint off the cars on the roadside
A Mini Cooper and a Peugeot Cabriole
Last night it drained past the speeding traps
Past the iron gated playground
The bungalows and professional flats
All the people that we fear, all the houses we live near
Ohhhhhhhhh and the mothers are crying
Ohhhhhhhhh and the fathers are yelling lalalalalala
And they look so sad
Traffic slips into the ten mile zone
The money's good but the hours aren't great
All you need is a car and a mobile phone
Tracksuits: the riches of the poor
French sports company dividends, that new ring road Tesco superstore
All the people that we fear, all the houses we live near
Ohhhhhhhhh and the mothers are crying
Ohhhhhhhhh and the fathers are yelling lalalalalala
You know you look so sad
You look so sad
You know you look so sad
You look so sad
You know you look so sad