Julian Cope - Ain't No Gettin' Round Gettin' Round lyrics

Well, today I just feel so confused So battered + psychically bruised All my friends talk of Collusion, ha Conspiracies just add to the Confusion Like a pig pulls a cartload of sausages Guess I'm drawing my own conclusion I need a car that can get me around Far from the city-dwellers am sound Commuters + computers Yeah, I'm just on more Polluter But the Travel-bug has got me And the buggers all have Taught me... That there ain't no gettin' round gettin' round Yeah, there ain't no gettin' round gettin' round "Phone for you" Mother, can't you see I'm in the bath They say that we're at war again + disappearing fast But I need to get to London + I need to get there fast But my car is a polluter + it's messing up my future... Ain't there ain't go gettin' round gettin' round Yeah, there ain't no gettin' round gettin' round