Poorly Trips Gone Mad

I got in the car
And drove like mad
I didn’t look
At any map

I followed what
Hitchhikers said
I let their words
Stick in my head

I didn’t think
Where I could go
I didn’t look
I didn’t know

I’m not even sure
where we started
When you got in
Or where we parted

To be sure I had
No helpful route
I threw my sat nag
In the boot

I said it doesn’t
Matter now
The journey’s rubbish
Anyhow

Imagine
Our mentality
If we travelled
So aimlessly

Use don’t lose
Your polling station
Tomorrow’s about
Our destiNation