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Lying on the motorway this morning,
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I thought I heard a distant thunder rolling,
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So I lay so still on the motorway,
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‘Till the cavalcade came screaming past like hellhounds in my ears,
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It was over in a moment, the wind like a tornado,
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The sweet perfume of petrol like a lovers parting kiss,
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Then I closed my eyes on the motorway,
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And I dreamed about the days gone by, brave boys,
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I dreamed about the days gone by.
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Lying on the motorway this evening,
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The gypsies came up close while I was sleeping,
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So quietly down the motorway,
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Pulling their possessions in the cover of the night,
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They too had seen the whirlwind, the shining black procession,
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Screaming past like gods ascending through a tarmac sky,
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So they hid themselves by the motorway,
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And dreamed about the days gone by, brave boys,
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They dreamed about the days gone by.
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And what were they doing, those people from the government?
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Burning sacrificial gasoline to keep the dogs at bay.
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And there were shadows in the hedgerows and strange lights from the sliproads,
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So we huddle on the motorway, brave boys,
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We huddled on the motorway
