Pulp — Joyriders

We like driving on a Saturday night Past the leisure centre, left at the lights Oh, we don't look for trouble, but if it comes we don't run Looking out for trouble is what we call fun Hey you, you in the Jesus sandals Wouldn't you like to Come 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 shit, sleep and drink Oh, and we like women, "up the women" we say And if we get lucky, yeah, we might even meet some one day Oh you, you in the Jesus sandals Wouldn't you like to Come 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, the papers say it's a tragedy But don't you want to come and see? Mister, we just want your car 'Cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir Oh, the papers say it's a tragedy Mister, we just want your car Because we're taking a girl to the reservoir Oh, the papers say it's a tragedy But don't you wanna come and see? Mister, we just want your car 'Cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir Oh, the papers say it's a tragedy