Down In The Tube Station At The Midnight Lyrics

Down In The Tube Station At The Midnight

The distant echo -
of faraway voices boarding faraway trains
To take them
home to
the ones that they love and who love them forever
The glazed,
dirty steps - repeat my own and reflect my thoughts
Cold and uninviting,
partially naked
Except for toffee wrapers and this morning's paper
Mr.
Jones got run down
Headlines of death and sorrow - they tell of
tomorrow
Madmen on the rampage
And I'm down in the tube station at
midnight
I fumble for change - and pull out the Queen
Smiling,
beguiling
I put in the money and pull out a plum
Behind me
Whispers in
the shadows - gruff blazing voices
Hating, waiting
"Hey boy"
they shout - "have you got any money?"
And I said - "I've a
little money and a take away curry,
I'm on my way home to my wife.
She'll
be lining up the cutlery,
You know she's expecting me
Polishing the
glasses and pulling out the cork"
And I'm down in the tube station at
midnight

I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their
breath
They smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs
And too many right wing
meetings
My life swam around me
It took a look and drowned me in its own
existence
The smell of brown leather
It blended in with the weather
It
filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth
It blocked all my senses
Couldn't
see, hear, speak any longer
And I'm down in the tube station at
midnight
I said I was down in the tube station at midnight

The last
thing that I saw
As I lay there on the floor
Was "Jesus Saves"
painted by an atheist nutter
And a British Rail poster read "Have an
Awayday - a cheap holiday -
Do it today!"
I glanced back on my
life
And thought about my wife
'Cause they took the keys - and she'll
think it's me
And I'm down in the tube station at midnight
The wine will
be flat and the curry's gone cold
I'm down in the tube station at
midnight
Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight