I'm straight wasted   It'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      [Chorus]      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]