I took out all the seats and away I went
  it’s a right old banger and the chassis’ bent
  it’s got a great big peace sign across the back
  and most of the windos have been painted black
  
  the windshield’s cracked, it’s a bugger to drive
  it starts making smoke over forty-five
  it’s a phsychedelic nightmare with a million leaks
  it’s home-sweet-home to ssome sweet arse freaks
  
  slow down itinerant child, the road is full of danger
  slow down itinerant child, there’s no more ‘welcome, stanger’
  
  soon I was rumbling through the mornign fog
  with my long haired children and my one eyed dog
  with the trucks and the buses and the trailer-vans
  my long throw horns playing Steely Dan
  
  we straggled out for miles along the Beggar’s Hill
  when the word came donw that we’d lost Old Bill
  you can bet your boots i’m coming when the times are hard
  that’s why they keep my dossier at Scotland Yard
  
  slow down itinernat child, you’re still accelerating
  slow down itinerant child, the boys in blue were waiting
  itinernat child don’t do what your doing
  itinerant child you’d better slow down
  
  we drove into Happy Valley seeking peace and love
  with a lone helicopter hanging up above
  we didn’t realise untill we hit the feild
  there were four hundred cozzers holding riot sheilds
  
  they terrorized our babies and they broke our heads
  it’s a stone fucking miracle there’s no-one dead
  they turned my ramshackle home into a burning wreck
  my one-eyed dog got a broken neck
  
  slow down itinerant child, the road is full of danger
  slow down itinerant child, there’s no more ‘welcome, stanger’
  slow down itinernat child, you’re still accelerating
  slow down itinerant child, the boys in blue were waiting