| She took the stand | |
| Her time had come | |
| To describe the screech of tyres | |
| The sudden hit and run | |
| She pulled out from her purse | |
| The mouth organ | |
| Began describing all she'd seen | |
| In an eerie, haunting tune | |
| The cloudy afternoon | |
| The unexpected turn | |
| Resulting in the death | |
| Of the pedestrian | |
| How the accident was caused | |
| How the current war | |
| And all that happens in this world | |
| Has been written in the stars | |
| From the day that they invented the car | |
| She finished up | |
| A little out of breath | |
| The judge stood up | |
| And threw out all her arguments | |
| He had a good mind, so he said | |
| To sentence her to death | |
| But she'd suffered quite enough | |
| Said the counsel for defence | |
| She stepped out of the court | |
| Happy to be freed | |
| Failed to see the laundry van | |
| Bearing down at speed | |
| All that happens in this world | |
| Has been written in the stars | |
| From the day they invented the car |