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Joyriders
Pulp Lyrics


We like driving on a Saturday night,
Past the Leisure Center, left at the lights.
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,
We might even meet some one day.

Hey 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,
'Cause we're taking a girl to the reservoir.
Oh, all the papers say,
It's a tragedy, but don't you want to come and see?

Mister, we just want your car,
'Cause we're taking a girl to the reservoir.
Oh, all the papers say,
It's a tragedy, but don't you want to come and see?

Mister, we just want your car,
'Cause we're taking a girl to the reservoir.
Oh, all the papers say,
It's a tragedy, but don't you want to come and see?

Mister, we just want your car,
'Cause we're taking a girl to the reservoir.
Oh, all the papers say,
It's a tragedy, but don't you want to come and see?

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Candida Doyle, Jarvis Branson Cocker, Nick Banks, Russell Senior, Stephen Patrick Mackey

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