Текст Eric Burdon – The Last Drive
Текст:
They came from England
They came from France
All the way from the USA
Just to take a chance
Germany, Scandinavia too
The rebel citizen driver’s, look out
They come blasting through
And they would drive all the way
Through the pouring rain
All night and all day
Non-stop all the way
Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
Outlaw motorcycle gangs joined forces with the citizen drivers
And had become the spearhead
Finding out the routes that would take them south
Away from the cold north to the sun
The rebel riders:
Black Chevy’s, Rollers and Ford Escorts too
Tanked up, tuned up, ready to blast, clean on through
I said, the riders were the spearhead, they got us over the border line
And we came steaming through Amsterdam, right on time
I got nothing to declare, there ain’t nothing to be checked
But at the Franco-Russian border ten of us go wrecked
Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
A family doctor in Boston, Massachusetts
He made it all the way not by chance
He had a hot shot Chevy panel truck designed as an ambulance
The desolated beaches of St. Tropez
Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
