Thrashed

It really was a meeting
The bottle took a beating
The ladies of the manor
Watched me climb into my car
And I was going down the track about a hundred and five
They had the stop-watch rolling
I had the headlights blazing, I was really alive
And yet my mind was blowing
I drank a bottle of tequila and I feel real good
I had the tape deck roaring
But on the twenty-fifth lap at the canal turn
I went of exploring

I knew I wouldn't make it
The car just wouldn't take it
I was turning, tires burning
The ground was in my sky
I was laughing the b**ch was trashed
Death was in my eye

I had started pretty good and I was feeling my way
I had the wheels in motion
Peter and the green fly laughing like drains
Inebriation
Crowd was roaring, I was at Brands Hatch·
In my imagination
The canal turn, I hit an oily patch
Inebriation

I knew I wouldn't make it
The car just wouldn't take it
I was turning, tires burning
Ground was in my sky
I was laughing the b**ch was trashed
Death was in my eye

Oh, Mr. Miracle, you saved me from some pain
I thank you, Mr. Miracle, I won't get trashed again
Ooh, can you hear my lies
Don't you bother with this fool, laugh into my eyes

I knew I wouldn't make it
The car just wouldn't take it
I was turning, tires burning
The ground was in my sky
I was laughing the b**ch was trashed
Death was in my eye

Oh, Mr. Miracle, you saved me from some pain
I thank you, Mr. Miracle, I won't get trashed again
Ooh, can you hear my lies
Don't you bother with this fool, laugh into my eyes

We went back to the bar and hit the bottle again
But there was no tequila
We started on the whisky, just to steady our brains
'Cos there was no tequila
We drank a little faster at the top of our hill
We began to roll
We get trashed, we were laughing still
Well, bless my soul