Cherry Beach Express Lyrics - Singles - Pukka Orchestra

I got a bone to pick with you 

Not so friendly boys in blue 

When you come out of the station and into the street 

Everybody beats a hasty retreat 

Well, it was late one Friday, I'm a little bit wrecked 

You're on your way to serve and protect 

You buzz out of the cruiser like bees from a hive 

And ask me if I want to go for a drive' 

(Go for a drive?) 

That's why I'm riding on the Cherry Beach Express 

My ribs are broken and my face is in a mess 

And my name on my statement signed under duress 

52 division, handcuffed to a chair 

I'm trying to line up, to fall down the stairs 

I tell you I am innocent, I try to explain 

But just making sure you don't do it again 

(Do what again?) 

That's why you're riding on the Cherry Beach Express 

Your ribs are broken and your face is in a mess 

And we strongly suggest you confess, I confess 

I confess, I am mystified by the way you're occupied 

I confess, I am horrified, why are you so terrified? 

Does the pain get any less if I confess? 

And my name on my statement signed at duress 

52 division, handcuffed to a chair 

I'm trying to line up, to fall down the stairs 

I tell you I am innocent, I try to explain 

But just making sure you don't do it again 

(Do what again?) 

That's why I'm riding on the Cherry Beach Express 

My ribs are broken and my face is in a mess 

That's why I'm riding on the Cherry Beach Express 

And I never dreamed it would be like this 

I never dreamed it would be like this 

I never dreamed it would be like this 

I never dreamed it would be like this