No opportunity here to rush
Relying on someone else's hands
So I'll just enjoy the hush
Traffic zips by outside
But I'm cushioned from the noise
Air guns whizz and whizz again
Toys for big big boys
Nervous man sits near me
New customer strolls inside
Takes his place beside me
While they tinker with his pride
And before you raise an eyebrow
I'm talking about his car
Exhaust clamps and tracking check
For his German three-pointed star
And why am I here myself?
New boots for VRS
Tread and grip have run so low
A matter to address
So both me and my vehicle
Are parked up for time out
Coffee for me, tyres for the car
To give us both some clout
But now the work is over
Time for it all to fall down flat
I'm presented with the massive bill
I can only respond 'funk that!'
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