The mini cab
the driver is black
this time of night
you better sit in the back
Got a few smokes
under your hat
the cops are lookin' out
for the petrol on the black
This time i think
so what the hell
there's that female
i know too well
Why should i lean
get out my mind again
i ridin' in the back alone
the stranger rides again
To see my lovely town
that always brings you down
where every drifter drifts
for many miles around
We take a casual drive
for two miles up the road
the cops pull us over
and search right through our clothes
They give him hell
they check him on the air
i sit there with the drugs in my hair
As soon as i get home
i call heathrow
want a standby fare to borneo