Black Box Recorder - British Racing Green Lyrics
Everybody needs to dreamRomance and love and eight hours sleepA little cottage by the seaA glass of gin, a box of chocolatesTo be both wanted and decideTo move away when we retireNo hell or heaven in-betweenBritish racing greenPebble-dash houses under-Neath the flight-path, still lifePerfectly preserved through double-glazed windowsSatellite dish bringsEntertainment to our homeCrack in the foundations - claim forCompensation leads toAspirations and pipe dreamsBuy myself a sports carBritish racing greenEverybody needs to dream(La, la, la, la, la...)Romance and love and eight hours sleepA little cottage by the seaA glass of gin, a box of chocolatesTo be both wanted and decideTo move away when we retireNo hell or heaven in-betweenBritish racing greenBritish racing greenStill don't know where I was goingTop down - inclement weatherJust like all the English peopleTrying to win the Island Race, whateverBritish Racing QueenBritish Racing GreenEverybody needs to dreamRomance and love and eight hours sleepA little cottage by the seaA glass of gin, a box of chocolatesTo be both wanted and decideTo move away when we retireNo hell or heaven in-betweenBritish racing greenBritish racing greenNow I'm living in a chat-roomWith the Diana fan-clubThey sent a virus to my dreamThat wiped the hard-driveBritish racing greenEverybody needs to dreamRomance and love and eight hours sleepA little cottage by the seaA glass of gin, a box of chocolatesTo be both wanted and decideTo move away when we retireNo hell or heaven in-betweenBritish racing greenEverybody needs to dreamRomance and love and eight hours sleepA little cottage by the seaA glass of gin, a box of chocolatesTo be both wanted and decideTo move away when we retireNo hell or heaven in-betweenBritish racing QueenBritish racing greenBritish racing greenBritish racing green 
