Supernova!
The strawboys are cruising Ibiza
Clad in their organic kit
They're gobbling pills like sultanas
But they're not taking any old shit

The Guardia Civil look on, helpless
We're taking back Lorca to Achill, you pricks!
We're taking back Lorca to Achill!

They're taking Lorca back to Achill

The puppets are driving the car
the gleaming Ford Anglia
From side to side of the boulder-strewn road
from Cootehill to Newry, passion placed on hold
'cause the puppets had to be driving
The puppets had to be driving
Love in a lay-by
Watch for the craters
The noise of the night is subsiding

Supernova
Strawboy Supernova

The strawboys come into Las Vegas
On tractors imported through Knock
They're looking for Manilow relics
They roar with their blackthorns aloft, "You pricks!"
They roar with their blackthorns aloft

Commanded by preening Etonians
squaddies on concrete islands
dreaming of Shepperton Lakes
in Middlesborough, across the sea

Supernova
Strawboy Supernova