Bob

Woke up in the morning, we got a gig tonight
We found our van was stolen, and there began our plight
We said: Oh Oh Oh Oh we gotta get a van
Bobby said he knew someone who knew a man who can

We called up the geezer, he said he had the wheels
Meet me down in Peckham, I’ll give you a good deal
We said: Oh Oh Oh Kay, be there double quick
He has a brand new green one that will get us to our gig

It only had three seats
To Get us to our gig
And then we drew straws
And Bob lost

We’re just a band
Everything is going to plan
And Bob is in the, In the back of the van

We’re flying down the motorway
Racing against the time
The van we bought this morning
Seems to hold up fine

And then, “Oh oh oh shit, I hope we got some bail”
I don’t mean to alarm you but there’s a copper on our tail

His lights they started flashing
We weren’t going to fast
There’s another copper
They’re both up on my ass
We “Misses the lay by”, In which we were to stop
We turned around the corner and we saw another cop

He laid out tire spikes
(we saw another cop)
This was our cue to stop
Or our tires pop

We’re just a band
Everything is going to plan
And Bob’s still in the,
In the back of the van.

Pulled out from behind the wheel
Thrown against the shiny paint
Whats inside your pockets boy?
A zippo and some cigarettes

You know why we stopped you here
This van was stolen late last night
The owners really want it back
Cuz they have a gig somewhere

I pulled my hands up off the van
Green paint came off on both my hands
Underneath a pearly white
Then I realised
I was staring at my van

We laughed then cried then laughed
(…my very own white van)
A curious twist of luck,
And now we’re fucked!

We’re just a band
Everything is going to plan
And Bob’s still in the,
In the back of the van.