The Last Drive

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The Last Drive

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They came from England They came from France All the way from the USA Just to take a chance They came from Holland Germany, Scandinavia too The rebel citizen driver's, look out They come blasting through And they would drive all the way Through the pouring rain All night and all day Non-stop all the way Outlaw motorcycle gangs joined forces with the citizen drivers And had become the spearhead Finding out the routes that would take them south Away from the cold north to the sun The rеbel riders... Black Chevy's, Rollеrs and Ford Escorts too Tanked up, tuned up, ready to blast, clean on through I said, the riders were the spearhead, they got us over the border line And we came steaming through Amsterdam, right on time I got nothing to declare, there ain't nothing to be checked But at the Franco-Russian border ten of us go wrecked A family doctor in Boston, Massachusetts He made it all the way not by chance He had a hot shot Chevy panel truck designed as an ambulance He broke through to his final destination The desolated beaches of St. Tropez Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now

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  • Eric Burdon’s Fire Dept.