Motorway food is the worst in the world
You've never eaten food like you've eaten on the motorway
Motorway food is the worst in the world
The coffee tastes weak and the cakes taste stale
And gasoline fumes are the worst to inhale
Your stomach rolls over and your face turns pale
Oh, that motorway livin'
Ain't it a thrill to be so free, yeah
Riding down the motorway
Got to charge up my batteries
Rest my seat, rest my eyes
So tired, tired of livin', tired of livin' this motorway livin'
Motorway tea is warm and wet
The rain is a pouring and it's four in the morning
And it's all I can get
You've never seen loos like motorway loos
Thousands of people passing through
It's enough to put you off of your motorway food
Oh that motorway living,
Ain't it a thrill to be so free, yeah
Got to get away from
Cats eyes, cold meat pies
Thousand on raft, cold French fries
So tired, tired of livin', tired of livin' this motorway livin'
Motorway food is invariably fried
It feeds me and keeps me and helps me survive
Oh that motorway, ain't it a thrill to be so free, yeah
Riding down the motorway, cats eyes, cold meat pies
Thousand on raft, cold French fries
So tired, tired of livin', tired of livin' this motorway livin'
Motorway food is the worst in the world
You'll never eat food like you've eaten on the motorway
Motorway food is the worst in the world
My stomach's upset and I don't feel well
Gotta get my head down, stop for a while in a motorway hotel
Mama oh mama, my dear Suzi too
This motorway message is sent just for you
My headache's improved but my back really hurts
I never thought I'd travel so far to work
You've never eaten food like you've eaten on the motorway
Motorway food is the worst in the world
The coffee tastes weak and the cakes taste stale
And gasoline fumes are the worst to inhale
Your stomach rolls over and your face turns pale
Ain't it a thrill to be so free, yeah
Riding down the motorway
Got to charge up my batteries
Rest my seat, rest my eyes
The rain is a pouring and it's four in the morning
And it's all I can get
You've never seen loos like motorway loos
Thousands of people passing through
It's enough to put you off of your motorway food
Ain't it a thrill to be so free, yeah
Got to get away from
Cats eyes, cold meat pies
Thousand on raft, cold French fries
So tired, tired of livin', tired of livin' this motorway livin'
It feeds me and keeps me and helps me survive
Oh that motorway, ain't it a thrill to be so free, yeah
Riding down the motorway, cats eyes, cold meat pies
Thousand on raft, cold French fries
So tired, tired of livin', tired of livin' this motorway livin'
You'll never eat food like you've eaten on the motorway
Motorway food is the worst in the world
Gotta get my head down, stop for a while in a motorway hotel
Mama oh mama, my dear Suzi too
This motorway message is sent just for you
My headache's improved but my back really hurts
I never thought I'd travel so far to work
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I'm glad that Ray never pandered to the American way and call this song: 'Freeway' as the true meaning of the song would be completely lost.
In my opinion, this is another little known gem of a song from the genius of Ray's songwriting. Everybody who has a pulse will know what it's like to fetch up at a motorway service station only to find that the toilets are flooded, The WH Smith's concession doesn't stock the paper you want and the food in the restaurant is of very poor quality and far too overpriced.
I remember spending 15 quid on a very dodgy full English breakfast at a service station on the M3. The bacon was greasy, the sausage was the cheapest you could get and the eggs had a curiously rubbery quality having sat out under hot lamps since 4.00 in the morning.
They get away with it because they are the only place you can stop at for miles around.