| Slouch The M-Way Slip road turns into acceleration lane from here on in rule 163 does not apply Flashing overheads, heavy rain, the M-Way is yours simply fly! A sudden impact paranoia theory it's the M-Way conspiracy It's a cocktail of cowboys and stupidity this is the M-Way conspiracy It's hell on earth from a to b Seventy Mph and everybody's over taking me Boiled sweet stuck to a plastic seat Driver's had enough whatever happens don't guff Nurtered secretly by government hierarchy Filed under population control It's a straight forward nightmare theory The M-Way conspiracy Coach's lurch like fairground rides all covered in dents and scratches down the sides Man in a transit has no speed limit, tyres as bald as Duncan Goodhew Tax disc's in the post it's well overdue, no mirror, signal, manoeuvre he won't give you a clue Headlights flash, there's a gap make a dash, return the one finger salute as flailing motorists hoot The air ambulance gives you a fighting chance to ease the guilt pending someones existence Fingers crossed 'cause even so the nearest hospital's a bloody long distance! Hired vans rattle like empty tin cans, a speeding juggernaut that's never been caught Second lane monopoly 'cause I'm an HGV, inside laners clutch wheels and hang on frantically M-Way turbulence remember your stopping distance, was that an exit? shit! we just missed it The next service station's forty miles down the road and my bladders about to explode Join the hard shoulder cannon fodder, the fast lane losers now nervous wreck cruisers Now there's a five mile tail back and I wonder if we've anything left on the roof-rack? The M-Way conspiracy it can't be just a paranoia theory Family man in speeding caravan with wife and kids in the back but still the air turns blue Cuss, cuss, cuss that stalling mini bus and risk a gen' of lives for a Butlins rendezvous Can you hear that knocking sound? Eyes on the road or we're central reservation bound Flashing blue lights pulled up by traffic divsion time for a lecture about your road position Straight ahead don't forget to signal, dodge the traffic cones and pray for your homes Hell MtM 1995 |