Speed – 1st October 1984

Speed down the motorway
Past the police patrol
Can’t catch me now
They’ve got no control
Speed past the services
I don’t need to stop
I don’t need food
I got a gut like a rock
Speed too fast
I sped to my end
The car lost control
On the very last bend
There was nothing I could do
The car went berserk
When anything goes wrong
You say that the machine didn’t work