Testo Sunday Drivers

Don't follow me, can't you see
I have no time for Sunday drivers, and seriously
I move too fast, you'd never last the pace of life that I've started on
Don't chase my tail, my vapor trail's so fat that it's got its own postcode
And I'm moving too fast, you'd never last the pace of life that I've started on

It's turned out nice again
Every reason to be happy and no reason to complain There's nothing on today, the sun's out shining and the birds are going insane
A burden lost and found, it's suddenly so easy to reclaim the living game
And I'm alright my friends, you're never gonna drag me down

Don't follow me, can't you see
I have no time for Sunday drivers, and seriously
I move too fast, you'd never last the pace of life that I've started on
Don't chase my tail, my vapor trail's so fat that it's got its own postcode
And I'm moving too fast, you'd never last the pace of life that I've started on

Spent some time alone chewing the fat and ignoring the telephone
Sold my car, my home, chilling out now, no more nose against the grindstone
All my life I've lived waiting for a break or a monetary windfall
I've not gone mad my friends, but you're never gonna drag me down
Again, again, again, again
Sunday drivers, no subscribers (x4)

Don't follow me, can't you see
I have no time for Sunday drivers, and seriously
I move too fast, you'd never last the pace of life that I've started on
Don't chase my tail, my vapor trail's so fat that it's got its own postcode
And I'm moving too fast, you'd never last the pace of life that I've started on