He Thought Of Cars

    Bm
Moscow's still red
    F#
The young mans dead
D
Gone to heaven instead
    C       Em           C       Em
The evening news says he was confused
    Bm             F#
The motorways will all merge soon
D
Lottery winner buys the moon
    C       Em
They've come to save us
    C       Em
The space invaders are here

              A
He thought of cars
                    Em
And where, where to drive them
                        Bm
And who to drive them with
                        A    F#
And there, there was no one, no one

Bm A G#m G
Bm A G#m G

     Bm                 F#
There's panic at London Heathrow
D                        C        Em
Everybody wants to go up into the blue
               C       Em
But there's a ten year queue
      Bm           F#
Columbia is in top gear
      D
It shouldn't snow at this time year
   C         Em
Now Americas shot gone
   C        Em
And done the lot

              A
He thought of planes and where,
             Em
Where to fly to
                       Bm
And who to fly there with
                     A           F#
And there, there was no one, no one

Bm  A        G#m  G
La, la la la la... La, la la la la, la la
Bm  A        G#m  G
La, la la la la... La, la la la la, la la

C Em C Em C Em A

 A
He thought of cars
                    Em
And where, where to drive them
                        Bm
And who to drive them with
                        A    F#
And there, there was no one, no one

Bm  A        G#m  G
La, la la la la... La, la la la la, la la