Oh Lord throw me under those lorry wheels
Let them take me where nobody feels
On the A41
Under a 40-tonne
Let those wheels run me away
Lord I've tried to be grateful for what I've got
But the way things are doesn't help a lot
I've fired my shot
If my soul must rot in a flower pot
That'll be OK
An 18-wheeler, I just have to jump
The driver wouldn't even feel a bump
My last worry under an artic lorry
And I won't be sorry
I'll be free
When the police come to clear the lane
There won't be much left of my earthly frame
A little stain washes in the rain
And there is no pain
Far, far away
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