Juice in the motor, Mattress in the back
The sun is shining bright
We got an empty road ahead
Away from Hackney, away from home
make sure we got our passports
cos it's time to hit the road
A walking A to Z, He's been everywhere before - ya wiv me
Comparing diesel prices Risky knows the score - ya wiv me
Has easily covered a billion miles or more - ya wiv me
The master of the motorways
The master of the DIY tour
So fetch the backline
we don't muck about
and roll down those windows
We got Punk Rock playin' loud
Last pint of Magners
Last beans on toast
Spend my last pound coins
When we're gettin' to the coast
M2 to Dover the ferry to Calais
get through fuckin' customs
then we're really on our way
No doubt we'll get there
wherever we may play
Cos Risky's never let us down
he always saves the day
