I'm straight wastedIt's a little alcohol on Sunday
And we are lost and found the Underground tonight
You're OK
Got your head screwed on right
Taking contraband to meet the band tonight
Swim the length of serpentine
To meet you on the Northern Line
You and me following Camden down
Euston Square
Both of us rushing through turnstiles
And we are so naive to think we believe this is right
And you say 'I scored'
Buy that shit for a penny more
As we wind and wend through odds and ends tonight
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Leicester Square has lost its fair
Pigeon painted silver after noon
Unless you've got something better to do
I'm sticking with you
And we'll wander the dark streets of London
The streets all wet
Looks like their closing up shop early
And all the mods and punks have bought their junk and are 
home
You're OK
You've got your head screwed on right
We are holding hands to meet the band tonight
[Chorus]