Hold tight, one day morning wake up yawning Break an egg, bust my head, maybe it's a warning Ring on the bell says it's half past eight Keys in my tea, hey I'm gonna be late
I'm walking on the pavement skipping on the lines So the bears won't eat me send me to the salt mines Get on the bus but the bus don't start My feet are sittin' down my head on the tire I can't open the window 'cuz there ain't no sun I think somebody's tellin' me to get out of London
My feet's keep movin' and I don't wear any socks Can't stop singing, head ting a lingin' I like my housetop, I think I hit a phone box Makin' coffins out of bits of no woods
Sellin' tea to the council though I know it's no good to be a trader Collaborator, still I rather be a snitch then a cocktail waiter Commit my crime now while I?m on my probation later Okay alright I know I'm doin' wrong but save it till tomorrow 'Cuz I, get out of London
Last night I left my car keys I settled in to revers in a night Of wed and bliss, I had a bee in my body tiger in my tan I was on my maiden voyage spent my night with a saint They call me jack of hearts did some one say a name
My mother was the queen of tarts my baby was a head slave Parts sellin' records to the red manufacturer I do myself in public just to get on the action turn to my face see my Race is run my cars on fire got to get out of London
Oh you don't wear a suit don't wear a smile Don't wear my spikes said I only go the mile keep my hand on my nine My eye on my mind keep my heat at feet when I'm racin' To the front line change bangs racin' on the bits of afar So I rock my body to the sound of the box The louder you scream the faster we go
It's an act of battery a boom, boom, boom hands Still fluttering comin' down soon head banger Judge thug night of fun slide on my knees I got to get out of London park
Straight as a crow waiting for my treasure at the lottery Blues in my pockets rain on the fair the weighs Are buildin' blacks on a bit of an air
Facin' a photo a beauty is there tears on her cheek She's livin' a nightmare turn the page to a brand new leaf resolute Psycho dude, time to be a z okay we do this tons of times Keep out of sync singin' get out of London
Everybody in the lines stuck waitin' for the tube beg like a puppy dog Raise like a hedgehog when you come here Let me tell you the truth tell you a wonder why They make us look good party For my friends so they wouldn't be lonely
They wouldn't let me in said it's membership only don't worry bout me 'Cuz I'm doin' fine standin' on my head And sittin' on a door mine we get crazy three times a day I got to get out of LondonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
