Gang of four - A man with a good car Lyrics

Who is that?
Just what is your business
Fate is in your hands
And your decisions
A man with a good car needs no justification
Fate is in my hands and in the transmission
I know that you think that you know what I said
Poor Tom, monkey on his back
But do you realize that what I said s not what I meant
I don t have wise blood
I m deep in mystery
I asked luck to dance
The lady she s the wallflower
Well, she played the good cop
Took identification
Said "Don t trust to chance
Or believe in what you can t touch"
A man with a good car needs no justification
Fate is in my hands and in the transmission

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