No Punk Rock In My Car lyrics

It was a cloudy Saturday for a gig in Zurich I was the fool who organised the car The belts were fasten and you started to mix Vodka Red Bull but you went too far I'm Sunday morning dreamer I hate to wash my car Why don't you believe me No punk rock in my car I got this car to bring in foxy ladies Eating tuna really takes the piss You didn't care that in my new Mercedes It's not allowed to smoke your cannabis I'm Sunday morning dreamer I hate to wash my car Why don't you believe me No punk rock in my car You're an antisocial psychopath You didn't pay for the gas Like Lemmy says you've got no class You trashed my car it's true You fiddled with the radio You're spitting out of my window A ticket home is a lot of dough It's a long walk back for you I'm Sunday morning dreamer I hate to wash my car Why don't you believe me No punk rock in my car