Julian Cope - Ain't No Gettin' Round Gettin' Round Lyrics
Well, today I just feel so confusedSo battered + psychically bruisedAll my friends talk of Collusion, ha,Conspiracies just add to the ConfusionLike a pig pulls a cartload of sausagesGuess I'm drawing my own conclusionI need a car that can get me aroundFar from the city-dwellers AM soundCommuters + computers,Yeah, I'm just on more PolluterBut the Travel-bug has got meAnd the buggers all have Taught me...That there ain't no gettin' round gettin' roundYeah, there ain't no gettin' round gettin' round"Phone for you"Mother, can't you see I'm in the bathThey say that we're at war again + disappearing fastBut I need to get to London + I need to get there fastBut my car is a polluter + it's messing up my future...Ain't there ain't go gettin' round gettin' round.Yeah, there ain't no gettin' round gettin' round