Lyrics of Slip the Clutch in English
LYRICS
Slip the clutch in the bull nose truck
I'm heading for the boat.
Well, I never said goodbye to the woman this time
And I left her a note.
Well, I'm up three steps in heaven.
Well, on the highway to hell.
And I know it'll be a while before I say goodbye
'Cause I know you're looking well.
It was just my luck to be given a truck with an e-gate overload
And a vice, a hammer, an adjustable spanner, and a roaring V8.
The tachograph was turning black as I passed the London Eye.
With one eye on the road and the other on the phone,
Took a selfie passing by.
Hauling chains and cranes on roads and lanes
And slurry and money by the ton.
Blowing the airhorn loud going through the towns
And starting her on the run.
Hauling wood and grub on this double-drive top
As the road was rubbing the flaps.
Well, there was a good laugh 'til I broke a half shaft
And busted the gearbox.
Fifty ton plus and forty foot behind,
Twenty-four seven on the O 19,
And baby, I'm coming back to you.
Oh, slip the clutch in the bull nose truck, I'm heading for the boat.
Well, I never said goodbye to the woman this time,
And I left her a note.
Well, I'm up three steps in heaven, well, on the highway to hell.
And I know it'll be a while before I say goodbye,
'Cause I know you're looking well.
Slap some grease on the fifth-wheel base
And legs and pipes and lights.
Go under the Liffey in Dublin City
Like New York City at night.
Hauling for the council with airbags bouncing,
The tipping ram's still up.
Had to tip the load while still on the go
'Cause I hadn't got time to stop.
Hauling meal and grain on boats and trains
And oil and fags and drink.
And driving like hell until the self-propel
And hoping she didn't sink.
If your luck runs out, get home on the bounce
And get super Hampton boots.
Buy a loaf and a V8 coat
And twenty lamps for the roof.
Fifty ton plus and forty foot behind,
Twenty-four seven on the O 19,
And baby, I'm coming back to you.
Oh, slip the clutch in the bull nose truck,
I'm heading for the boat.
Well, I never said goodbye to the woman this time
And I left her a note.
Well, I'm up three steps in heaven,
Well, on the highway to hell.
And I know it'll be a while before I say goodbye
'Cause I know you're looking well.
Doing the ton while I'm down the M1
When the limiter fuse did melt.
When the woman rang and said sorry, tang,
But you know I met someone else.
With two chrome stacks roaring up the back
On the bang flat out in top.
My only fear in an understeer
Would I get her stopped at the dock?
Rojo honey got the hammer to the floor,
And if that's your twenty, that's a big ten four.
But baby, I'm still coming back to you.
Oh, slip the clutch in the bull nose truck,
I'm heading for the boat.
Well, I never said goodbye to the woman this time
And I left her a note.
Well, I'm up three steps in heaven,
Well, on the highway to hell.
And I know it'll be a while before I say goodbye
'Cause I know you're looking well.
