Get in the car

You know the way

Going on a holiday



Up in the morn

Quarter to six

Frozen milk on weet bix



We'll, see, happier times

If we, don't, cross, imaginary lines

On the back, seat, it'll be fine

Cause we got four hours to drive

That's if we get there alive

Oh yeah



Stop on the way

Fill up the gas

Pity, I can't feel my ass



Throw in the tape

You know the one

All the kids can sing along



We'll, see, happier times

If we, don't, cross, imaginary lines

On the back, seat, it'll be fine

Cause we got four hours to drive

That's if we get there alive

Oh yeah



Yeah, Yeah, Yeah



I think it's round the next bend

The post cards that I won't send

They're always full of shit

So you'll get over it



Oooh who-oh who-oh who-oh yeah, yeah, yeah



End of the day

Feel much the same

Going home is such a shame



Wait for a year

Cause you know then

We can do it all again



We'll, see, happier times

If we, don't, cross, imaginary lines

On the back, seat, it'll be fine

Cause we got four hours to drive

That's if we get there alive

Oh yeah



Yeah, yeah, yeah



I think it's round the next bend

The post cards that I won't send

They're always full of shit

So you'll get over it



Oooh who-oh who-oh who-oh yeah, yeah, yeah



Yeah.