Keep Your Hands Off My Power Supply - Slade

Here we go again, driver ain’t in no fit state

Cos we had one or two over the eight

I need to relieve myself, can’t wait

Blue light flashing, comin' up a-right behind

Gin and Mary hittin' the cats eyes

Trying hard to follow the white line

I ain’t ready to face the law

I ain’t huntin' and that’s for sure

Maybe they’ll just want an autograph

So keep your hands off my power supply

There’s no chance that we’ll get away

So keep your hands to yourself my oh my

I guess it ain’t our lucky day — hey hey

A white inceptor, maybe they’re flagging us down

Now the boys in blue have their nose to the ground

Watch him over «Can I see your licence sir?»

I ain’t ready to blow in the bag

I ain’t ready to lose my rag

Gotta work out what I’m gonna say

So keep your hands off my power supply

There’s no chance that we’ll get away

So keep your hands to yourself my oh my

I guess it ain’t our lucky day hey hey

Gotta get away

I ain’t ready to face the law

I ain’t huntin' and that’s for sure

Better leave my gear stick alone

So keep your hands off my power supply

There’s no chance that we’ll get away

So keep your hands to yourself my oh my

I guess it ain’t our lucky day — hey hey

Gotta get away

Gotta get away