I am no messenger
But I will give you a message
A message of death
When you're cycling through the city at night
And you're dodging beams of Parky's light
I got my fingers greasy and you didn't care
I was fixing your chain while you're fixin' your hair
Rolling on tarmac and walking on air
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us now
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us fixing your hair
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us now
Passed the beach huts on the promenade
Cause it doesn't matter where we are
Not when you're on the stunt pegs and I'm in the chair
I was pulling a wheelie you were pulling my hair
They'll never catch us
Cause we're catching air
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us now
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us fixing your hair
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us now
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us now
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us fixing your hair
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us now
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us ahhh
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us
Nothing's gonna stop us now
