It's summer
on the underground
there's so
much sweat a man could drown
there's panic
on the overland
yeah, and
london bridge is falling down
Yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah oh...
The
temperature is ninety-two
it's baking
in the vocal booth
and 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 gotta pay
there's loads
of places i could go
we should be
rockin' in the studio!
Chorus:
don't feel
like working today, i feel like getting away
don't feel
like working today, i feel like getting away
Dalston is a
wicked place
at weekends
it gets off it's face
and everybody
calls you 'mate'
but do they
really wanna know?
the drinks
machine is running out
and please
don't use the ticket touts
the ladies
have it all on show
we should be
rockin' in the studio!
Chorus
On my feet
for a week, yeah, and nobody cares
and i can't
get to sleep thinking nobody shares...
Are you
talking to me? get out of my 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
yeah yeah
yeah i know