Ray Davies's
Working Man's Café cover


Ray Davies, released on Arthur (Or the Decline and Fall of the British Empire), © Hill & Range Songs BMI 1969


It seems like all the world is fighting

They're even talking of a war

Let all the Russians and the Chinese

And the Spanish do their fighting

The sun is shining

We're going drivin', drivin'


Drop all your work

Leave it behind

Forget all your problems

And get in my car

And take a drive with me


The sandwiches are packed

The tea is in the flask

We've plenty of beer

And gooseberry tarts

So take a drive with me


We'll take your mother if you want to

We'll have a picnic on the grass

Forget your nephews

And your cousins and your brothers and your sisters

They'll never miss us

'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin'. drivin'. drivin'


Thousands of trees

Hundreds of fields

Millions of birds

So why don't you come

And take a drive with me


We'll talk to the cows

And laugh at the sheep

We'll lie in a field

And we'll have a sleep

So take a drive with me


And all the troubled world around us

Seems an eternity away

And all the debt collectors

Rent collectors

All will be behind us

But they'll never find us

'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'


Passed Barnet Church

Up to Potters Bar

We won't be home late

It's not very far

So take a drive with me, take a drive with me

Drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'