I was cycling home with my pal Debra
We were taking our time approaching the zebra
When a big old machine came racing towards us
It was cold and mean with leather seats so plush
Come on what’s the rush?
And I said…

Hey man, in your BIG CAR
Money’s only getting you so far
Ooo Jaguar
You’re a big star
You could’ve thrown me right over my handlebars

Tell me what have you ever discovered…
In this not so wild rover that you drive?
It’s just about big enough to be a small school bus
Have you ever been on one of those like all the rest of us?
And we don’t make a fuss
And I said…

Hey man, in your BIG CAR
Money’s only getting you so far
Ooo Chrysler
You’re a big star
You could’ve left me with a face full of bloody scars

Why are you driving a tractor
When your hands have never even touched the bare soil?
He just snarled at me with his venomous laughter
As his tailpipe spat and dribbled dirty oil
I could see his blood begin to boil

Angry driver voicers

Maybe you’re gonna think this song is lame (so lame)
You’ll say that you’re not the one to blame (no blame)
Yeah yeah you’re just trying to play the game (play the game, play the game)
The thing is, that your game is gonna cause us lot’s of pain

Well he zoomed away in his oversized man-cage
With me and Debra there in his cloud of dusty rage
Shouting watch out man we’re gonna tax your fat Jaguar
And with the money we’ll give all the kids a new guitar
You won’t get far, you won’t get far, fool, and I said…

Hey man, in your BIG CAR
Money’s only getting you so far
Ooo Jaguar
You’re a big star
You could’ve thrown me right over my handlebars

Hey man, in your BIG CAR
Money’s only getting you so far
Ooo Chrysler
You’re a big star
You could’ve left me with a face full of bloody scars