Dan Bull - Life of a Trucka lyrics
Daniel “Dan” Bull
[Dan Bull - Life of a Trucka lyrics]
You alright, fella? Yeah, mate
I ent seen you in ages, chap
How’s it going mate? What up, mucka?
Me, I’m doing bloody great i’m a trucker
Ha!
Pull out the gaffer’s yard in a large cab
Ah, that feeling rubber rubbing on the Tarmac
My, my, I see the skyline fly by
Due to my tyre size, I’m sure I’m a mile high
Energy sending me serenity, Firefly
A soiled dirty magazine is my private life
So if you see my lorry rocking in a lay-by
It may be quite wise not
To knock and say "Hi!"
The way I pull up, it’s hard to miss it
But, if I leave it here
I’ll have a parking ticket
And if I catch a traffic cop
Who starts to stick it
I’ll tell him where exactly up
His arse I’ll kick it
When I park like this, then I ooze style
Look
Never mind if it’s risking a huge pile-up
I park it like it’s hot, a used fire truck
You’re behind the times, bruv: "Ooh
Dial-up…"
Man, trucking is the life and I live it
Now I want to pimp my ride, call up Xzibit
Tell him attach some lights
And a different trim
Go faster stripes and some wicked rims
Hypnotised by the strobe of the cat’s eyes
And when the rain flows, I am baptised
How’s it going mate? What up, mucka?
Me, I’m doing bloody great i’m a trucker
Forget that big rig over the road
Racing past him like nobody knows
I’m not overly loaded down with
A load of wheels
So many going round, it’s unreal
I feel appeal in the cab of my truck
So I seal the deal and peel off like a scab
Yuk call it meals on wheels
‘cause I’m delivering four tonnes of peas
On four tonnes of steel
From city scenery to greenery
This is the epitome of machinery
It’s just me and the road, woop woop!
Man, I feel like Toad, poop poop!
My windscreen is an ever-shifting picture
From Carlisle to Calais, Koln, Katowice
I stop off at Rostock before turning
And burning rubber all the way
Back home to Birmingham
How’s it going mate? What up, mucka?
Me, I’m doing bloody great i’m a trucker
Life of a trucker
Wouldn’t change it for anything, man
Shove your office job up your arse, mate
It’s just me and the road now
Me and the road
I ent seen you in ages, chap
How’s it going mate? What up, mucka?
Me, I’m doing bloody great i’m a trucker
Ha!
Pull out the gaffer’s yard in a large cab
Ah, that feeling rubber rubbing on the Tarmac
My, my, I see the skyline fly by
Due to my tyre size, I’m sure I’m a mile high
Energy sending me serenity, Firefly
A soiled dirty magazine is my private life
So if you see my lorry rocking in a lay-by
It may be quite wise not
To knock and say "Hi!"
The way I pull up, it’s hard to miss it
But, if I leave it here
I’ll have a parking ticket
And if I catch a traffic cop
Who starts to stick it
I’ll tell him where exactly up
His arse I’ll kick it
When I park like this, then I ooze style
Look
Never mind if it’s risking a huge pile-up
I park it like it’s hot, a used fire truck
You’re behind the times, bruv: "Ooh
Dial-up…"
Man, trucking is the life and I live it
Now I want to pimp my ride, call up Xzibit
Tell him attach some lights
And a different trim
Go faster stripes and some wicked rims
Hypnotised by the strobe of the cat’s eyes
And when the rain flows, I am baptised
How’s it going mate? What up, mucka?
Me, I’m doing bloody great i’m a trucker
Forget that big rig over the road
Racing past him like nobody knows
I’m not overly loaded down with
A load of wheels
So many going round, it’s unreal
I feel appeal in the cab of my truck
So I seal the deal and peel off like a scab
Yuk call it meals on wheels
‘cause I’m delivering four tonnes of peas
On four tonnes of steel
From city scenery to greenery
This is the epitome of machinery
It’s just me and the road, woop woop!
Man, I feel like Toad, poop poop!
My windscreen is an ever-shifting picture
From Carlisle to Calais, Koln, Katowice
I stop off at Rostock before turning
And burning rubber all the way
Back home to Birmingham
How’s it going mate? What up, mucka?
Me, I’m doing bloody great i’m a trucker
Life of a trucker
Wouldn’t change it for anything, man
Shove your office job up your arse, mate
It’s just me and the road now
Me and the road
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