HE THOUGHT OF CARS
by BLUR
from THE GREAT ESCAPE
Bm
Moscow’s still red
F#
The young mans dead
D
Gone to heaven instead
C Em C Em
The evening news says he was confused
Bm F#
The motorways will all merge soon
D
Lottery winner buys the moon
C Em
They’ve come to save us
C Em
The space invaders are here
A
He thought of cars
Em
And where, where to drive them
Bm
And who to drive them with
A F#
And there, there was no one, no one
Bm F#
There’s panic at London Heathrow
D C Em
Everybody wants to go up into the blue
C Em
But there’s a ten year queue
Bm F#
Columbia is in top gear
D
It shouldn’t snow at this time year
C Em
Now Americas shot gone
C Em
And done the lot
A
He thought of planes and where,
Em
Where to fly to
Bm
And who to fly there with
A F#
And there, there was no one, no one