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Oh Iâm calling out
To the king of wheels
I gotta let him know
The way I feel
Every car all shiny and new
You sell your own mother
For that what that big guyâd do
Yeah you would
Gotta give me some money
For these car-less shoes
Standing at the bus stop
With a Clarkson blues
Every kind of motor
Has ever been made
Driven to destruction
Each and every day
P. Zeros
Melt emâ down
Sure beat everybody to the best job in town
I got to get me some money for these car-less shoes
Standing at the bus stop
With a Clarkson blues, yeah
I got the Clarkson blues
Clarkson blues
Out on the track
Bust 'em up and send 'em back
Clarkson blues
Crash for free
Clarkson blues
We all want to be
Engineer
He live in fear
Bossman tell him
That the big manâs here
Hear that moto engine scream
Big boy living out our dream
Iâm just some punk
With worn out shoes
Standing at the bus stop
With the Clarkson blues
- Album:
- Chris Rea
- Miscellaneous
- Santo Spirito Blues
- Blue Guitars
- King of the Beach
- The Blue Cafe
- La Passione
- Espresso Logic
- Auberge
- Road To Hell
- Dancing With Strangers
- Dancing Shoes
- On The Beach
- Water Sign
- Tennis
- Deltics
- Whatever Happened To Benny Santini?
- Blue Street (Five Guitars)
- Dancing Down The Stony Road
- The Road To Hell: Part 2