The open road
A dream of freedom
Where you can speed on your way
For to live is to drive in fast cars
Come, every man, every boy!
How much can you destroy?
Burn it up!
Now youâre really motoring!
When thereâs a planet to kill
Itâs a thrill
And youâre really motoring
Canât slow down
Build more freeways
Nothing can stop us now
In the fast lane
Itâs every man for himself
Thereâs so much to enjoy
To pollute, to destroy
Burn it up!
Now youâre really motoring
When thereâs a planet to kill
Itâs a thrill
And youâre really motoring
Donât it make you weep?
Petrol isnât cheap
Letâs not live in the past
We want ring-roads
Not hope and glory
So life is easy and fast
Every park should be multi-storey
Come, every man, every boy!
How much can you destroy?
Burn it up!
Now youâre really motoring!
When thereâs a planet to kill
Itâs a thrill
And youâre really motoring