Motorway - The Kinks

Motorway food is the worst in the world

You’ve never eaten food like you’ve eaten on the motorway

Motorway food is the worst in the world

The coffee tastes weak and the cakes taste stale

And gasoline fumes are the worst to inhale

Your stomach rolls over and your face turns pale

Oh, that motorway livin'

Ain’t it a thrill to be so free, yeh

Riding down the motorway

Got to charge up my batteries

Rest my seat, rest my eyes

So tired, tired of livin', tired of livin' this motorway livin'

Motorway tea is warm and wet

The rain is a pouring and it’s four in the morning

And it’s all I can get

You’ve never seen loos like motorway loos

Thousands of people passing through

It’s enough to put you off of that motorway food

Oh that motorway living

Ain’t it a thrill to be so free, yeah

Got to get away from

Cats eyes, cold meat pies

Thousand on raft, cold French fries

So tired, tired of livin', tired of livin' this motorway livin'

Motorway food is invariably fried

It keeps me and feeds me and helps me survive

Oh that motorway, ain’t it a thrill to be so free, yeh

Riding down the motorway, cats eyes, cold meat pies

Thousand on raft, cold French fries

So tired, tired of livin', tired of livin' this motorway livin'

Motorway food is the worst in the world

You’ll never eat food like you’ve eaten on the motorway

Motorway food is the worst in the world

My stomach’s upset and I don’t feel well

Gotta get my head down, stop for a while in a motorway hotel

Mama oh mama, my dear Suzi too

This motorway message is sent just for you

My headache’s improved but my back really hurts

I never thought I’d travel so far to work