Joyriders, by Pulp So here they are once again Lyrics from Anthony Bailey's Pulp Pages: We like driving on a Saturday night past the Leisure Centre, left at the lights Oh we don't look for trouble, but if it comes we don't run Looking out for trouble is what we call fun [CHORUS] Hey you, you in the Jesus sandals wouldn't you like to come over and watch some vandals smashing up someone's home? [VERSE 2] (same chords as 1) We can't help it we're so thick we can't think can't think of anything but shit, sleep and drink Oh and we like women; "Up the women!" we say and if we get lucky yeah we might even meet some one day [CHORUS] Mister, we just want your car `cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir Oh all the papers say it's a tragedy but don't you want to come and see? [Solo] Mister we just want your car `cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir Oh all the papers say it's a tragedy Mister... [end] it's a tragedy.