It's summer on the underground

So much sweat a man could drown

There's a panic on the overland

And London Bridge is falling down



The temperature is 92

It's baking in the vocal booth

All the tourists come in June

There's so many you can't move

There's people getting rich today

There's people that they've got to pay

There's lots of places I could go

We should be rocking in the studio



Don't feel like working today, I feel like getting away

Don't feel like driving today, I feel like getting away



Dalston is a wicked place

At weekends it gets off its face

And everybody calls you mate

But do they really want to know?

The drinks machine is running out

And please don't use that ticket touts

The ladies have it all on show

We should be rocking in the studio



Don't feel like working today, I feel like getting away

Don't feel like driving today, I feel like getting away



On my feet for a week thinking nobody cares

And I can't get to sleep thinking nobody shares

Are you taking to me? Get out of the way

We walk on the left and good manners are free

You don't have to pay

You know you just can't see, everything in a day,

Yeah I'm talking to you! Me? Yeah yeah I know



Back Here On The Underground

Back Here On The Underground

Back Here On The Underground

Back Here On The Underground