nobody’s car lyrics – jethro tull

black volga following me —
n*body’s car.
mr. no-one at the wheel of
n*body’s car.
wet pavements, thin apartments —
quiet dissent from darkened doorways.
i want out alive.
speak up for me if you can.
so, careful how you drive
in tourist city.

slap in front of my hotel —
it’s n*body’s car.
is that my limousine?
no, it’s n*body’s car.
are you on routine *ssignment?
plastic shades on black-browed eye-hole.
i read this book before.
i even saw the film.
how did the ending go?
(intourist city.)

black out.

it’s a weird scenario.
i’ve seen a thousand times before
but only on my video.

feel my steps quick in the headlights
of n*body’s car.
down cobbled alley with no exit from
n*body’s car.
doors slam, two figures silhouette —
somewhere before, i feel we’ve met.
can’t tell you any more.
i agreed to go along with all they asked of me.
intourist city.
i drive n*body’s car.

/ jethro tull lyrics