Oh I'm calling out 
To the king of wheels 
I gotta let him know 
The way I feel 
Every car all shiny and new 
You sell your own mother 
For that what that big guy'd do 
Yeah you would 
Gotta give me some money 
For these car-less shoes 
Standing at the bus stop 
With a Clarkson blues 
Every kind of motor 
Has ever been made 
Driven to destruction 
Each and every day 
P. Zeros Melt em' down 
Sure beat everybody to the best job in town 
I got to get me some money for these car-less shoes 
Standing at the bus stop 
With a Clarkson blues, yeah 
I got the 
Clarkson blues 
Clarkson blues 
Out on the track 
Bust 'em up and send 'em back 
Clarkson blues 
Crash for free 
Clarkson blues 
We all want to be 
Engineer He live in fear 
Bossman tell him 
That the big man's here 
Hear that moto engine scream 
Big boy living out our dream 
I'm just some punk 
With worn out shoes 
Standing at the bus stop 
With the Clarkson blues