Car Trouble (Parts 1 & 2)

I've got a Pizzaland complexion

Bright green socks

I am the happy little face

On the charity box

But you don't look in my direction

You always look away

You thank the Lord God above

You were not modelled my way

And then I woke up

Right in the middle of a horrible dream

Yes, I woke up

I dreamt I was a spastic, but my boots were clean

You are a solid instigator

Of the human code

You held back the traffic

While I crossed the road

But please don't try and be a martyr

The good Samaritan play

Because my silly Cuban heels

Will give your games away

And then I woke up...

Right in the middle of a horrible dream

Yes, I woke up

I dreamt I was a spastic, but my boots were clean

I woke up

I woke up

Pray for me

Pray for me

Pray for me

Pray for me

Then I woke up

Right in the middle of a-

I woke up

I woke up

Have you ever had a ride in a light blue car?

Have you ever stopped to think who's the slave and who's the master? Po-po-po

Have you ever had trouble with your automobile?

Have you ever had to push, push, push, push?

Car trouble

You might have seen them very busy at the weekend

Licking and polishing the beep-beeps into shape

And then it's proudly up the M1, M2, M3

And keep your feet off the upholstery, Ronnie

Car trouble, oh, yeah

(And remember this)

You don't need anything after an ice cream

I used to sit at home silently and wonder

Why all the preference is polishing the chrome

While all the mothers and the sisters and the babies

Sit and rot at home

Car trouble, oh, yeah

(And remember this)

You don't need anything after an ice cream