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Let's Go - Lyrics

Painting the soles of your Dr. Martens white
Bowling up Hamstead High Street on a Saturday night
Black bombers, blues and a packet of cigs
The Saturday nights of them early gigs

Bazooka Joe, Deaf School and Sha Na Na
Kilburn And The High Roads and we drove your daddy's car
Pass proto punks, hooligans and teddy boys
Pumpin' the funfair rockin' fairground reggae noise

Well let's go
let's go
let's go
Come on, let's go

We flew from Camden Palace like a rocket
Didn't know where the car was going, but couldn't stop it
Following the girls in the lovely red cortina
Your eyes were popping like a cartoon hyena

You was driving I was sat nav
The Morris thousand smelt like a portable lav
The engine smoking and screaming at fifty mile an hour
Across Blackfriars Bridge and past the Oxo tower

Well let's go
let's go
let's go


Working all week with Barzo driving the van
Filled with old lawn mowers and petrol cans
By day just another working machine
But by night our cosmic electric boogie limousine

Thursday night watching Top Of The Pops
Our pre recorded performance with the MU bods
Took them down the pub and we switched the tapes
Well, let's buy a round for our new-found mates

Let's go
let's go
let's go
Come on, let's...
Let's go
Come on, let's go
Everybody let's go