Hymn For New Cars Lyrics - Mclusky

Bring me the heads of mine former opponents 

Make minor arrangements with tall prostitutes 

Then run through their ranks in stolen Volkswagens 

And show me your gashes, show me your gashes 

Pride is the price that we pay for our hot tub 

And after the scenery there's nothing to steal 

Run over your friends in stolen Volkswagens 

And tell them I sent you, and tell them I sent you 

Wednesday comes and she can't find a tissue 

She laughed at disabled parking attendants 

Run through their ranks in stolen Volkswagens 

And show me your gashes, show me your gashes 

This field is the best that a fielder could wish for 

But real ale is not a new cure for cancer 

Run over your friends in stolen Volkswagens 

And tell them I sent you, and tell them I sent you