I'm straight wastednIt's a little alcohol on SundaynAnd we are lost and found the Underground tonightnnYou're OKnGot your head screwed on rightnTaking contraband to meet the band tonightnnSwim the length of serpentinenTo meet you on the Northern LinenYou and me following Camden downnnEuston SquarenBoth of us rushing through turnstilesnAnd we are so naive to think we believe this is rightnnAnd you say I scorednBuy that shit for a penny morenAs we wind and wend through odds and ends tonightnn[Chorus]nnLeicester Square has lost its fairnPigeon painted silver after noonnUnless you've got something better to donI'm sticking with younAnd we'll wander the dark streets of LondonnnThe streets all wetnLooks like their closing up shop earlynAnd all the mods and punks have bought their junk and are homennYou're OKnYou've got your head screwed on rightnWe are holding hands to meet the band tonightnn[Chorus]