When I was young I came upon   A girl I met   Now she wakes up just to see   King's Cross scum beat down on me      Saturday night facts of life   At the knuckle, it's alright   It's you and me   You and me      Come down properly, out they came   Standing in the pouring rain    Wounded colours and battered knees   To see those things that I can see      Saturday night facts of life   At the knuckle, it's alright   It's you and me   You and me      Just can't feel alright (you know you can)   Just can't feel alright (you know you can)   Just can't feel alright (you know you can)   Just can't feel alright (you know you can)