"The Drive" lyrics
We're all Jack the Lads with bad habits
Backing Jack, stacking fag packets in our jackets
Drinks come in pints and the drugs come in packets
Spilling cheap liquor on our Reebok classics
Giving boys that we don't like lip
In a four-seater car, but we've squeezed in six
Eric's in the back seat rolling a spliff
If we get pulled over then we're all getting nicked, but
The blue lights just drove straight past us
Turn up the tunes and move the car faster
Praying inside, but we're all gonna laugh cause
None of us will ever learn
Everybody is a back seat preacher
"P's and Q's" plays through a blown-out speaker
Sipping on a bottle of the cheapest tequila
Can you take the next turn?
We're all Jack The Lads, we're all reckless
Couldn't care less if the olders respect us
Didn't have a motive 'til these girls just text us
Now we're backing shots and sparking cigarettes up
Giving boys that we don't like grief
Six people in a car that has got four seats
Whoever's got the aux better pass it to me
In a car full of smoke and we've just seen the police, but
The blue lights just drove straight past us
Turn up the tunes and move the car faster
Praying inside, but we're all gonna laugh cause
None of us will ever learn
Everybody is a back seat preacher
"P's and Q's" plays through a blown-out speaker
Sipping on a bottle of the cheapest tequila
Oh shit, the police have returned
Oh well, oh well
It's just another story to tell
Just another story to tell when the morning comes
Oh well, oh well
It's just another story to tell
Just another story to tell in the morning
Yeah, now my mate that's driving starts moving shifty
I said, "Slow the fuck down, bruv, you're doing 90 in a 50
So what if they wanna pull us over?
You haven't had a smoke and you're stone cold sober"
He said, "Mate, shut the fuck up
Are you dumb, boss?
Look inside my glovebox
This is where the fun stops"
I look inside, I can't believe it, really, I'm shocked
Tell me why the fuck you got this, fella, I'm lost
He said, "Will you just stop talking for a second?!"
I'm staring at a lot of narcotics and a weapon
"Left or right, boys? Please tell me what you reckon
The jakes are getting closer and I don't know where I'm heading"
I said, "Bruv, please talk"
"I dunno where to start, fam
How d'you think I went and bought a car, and
How d'you think I went and bought a yard? Look
I wanted to be top boy, I wanted to be hard, man"
I said, "None of us have ever been about that
So why'd you think doing this would get you extra clout?"
He said, "Shut the fuck up in the back, you're too loud
And I don't need a lecture from you, not right now"
Now my boy's driving manic, swinging left and right
Doing 85, but the police are out of sight
He pulls over, our hearts are heavier now
He turns round and says, "What were you worried about?"
Oh well, oh well
It's just another story to tell
Just another story to tell when the morning comes
Oh well, oh well
It's just another story to tell
Just another story to tell in the morning
Backing Jack, stacking fag packets in our jackets
Drinks come in pints and the drugs come in packets
Spilling cheap liquor on our Reebok classics
Giving boys that we don't like lip
In a four-seater car, but we've squeezed in six
Eric's in the back seat rolling a spliff
If we get pulled over then we're all getting nicked, but
The blue lights just drove straight past us
Turn up the tunes and move the car faster
Praying inside, but we're all gonna laugh cause
None of us will ever learn
Everybody is a back seat preacher
"P's and Q's" plays through a blown-out speaker
Sipping on a bottle of the cheapest tequila
Can you take the next turn?
We're all Jack The Lads, we're all reckless
Couldn't care less if the olders respect us
Didn't have a motive 'til these girls just text us
Now we're backing shots and sparking cigarettes up
Giving boys that we don't like grief
Six people in a car that has got four seats
Whoever's got the aux better pass it to me
In a car full of smoke and we've just seen the police, but
The blue lights just drove straight past us
Turn up the tunes and move the car faster
Praying inside, but we're all gonna laugh cause
None of us will ever learn
Everybody is a back seat preacher
"P's and Q's" plays through a blown-out speaker
Sipping on a bottle of the cheapest tequila
Oh shit, the police have returned
Oh well, oh well
It's just another story to tell
Just another story to tell when the morning comes
Oh well, oh well
It's just another story to tell
Just another story to tell in the morning
Yeah, now my mate that's driving starts moving shifty
I said, "Slow the fuck down, bruv, you're doing 90 in a 50
So what if they wanna pull us over?
You haven't had a smoke and you're stone cold sober"
He said, "Mate, shut the fuck up
Are you dumb, boss?
Look inside my glovebox
This is where the fun stops"
I look inside, I can't believe it, really, I'm shocked
Tell me why the fuck you got this, fella, I'm lost
He said, "Will you just stop talking for a second?!"
I'm staring at a lot of narcotics and a weapon
"Left or right, boys? Please tell me what you reckon
The jakes are getting closer and I don't know where I'm heading"
I said, "Bruv, please talk"
"I dunno where to start, fam
How d'you think I went and bought a car, and
How d'you think I went and bought a yard? Look
I wanted to be top boy, I wanted to be hard, man"
I said, "None of us have ever been about that
So why'd you think doing this would get you extra clout?"
He said, "Shut the fuck up in the back, you're too loud
And I don't need a lecture from you, not right now"
Now my boy's driving manic, swinging left and right
Doing 85, but the police are out of sight
He pulls over, our hearts are heavier now
He turns round and says, "What were you worried about?"
Oh well, oh well
It's just another story to tell
Just another story to tell when the morning comes
Oh well, oh well
It's just another story to tell
Just another story to tell in the morning
Writer(s): Harvey Kirkby, Rhys Kirkby-cox
