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It's summer on the underground So much sweat a man could drown There's a panic on the overland And London Bridge is falling down The temperature is 92 It's baking in the vocal booth 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 got to pay There's lots of places I could go We should be rocking in the studio Don't feel like working today, I feel like getting away Don't feel like driving today, I feel like getting away Dalston is a wicked place At weekends it gets off its face And everybody calls you mate But do they really want to know? The drinks machine is running out And please don't use that ticket touts The ladies have it all on show We should be rocking in the studio Don't feel like working today, I feel like getting away Don't feel like driving today, I feel like getting away On my feet for a week thinking nobody cares And I can't get to sleep thinking nobody shares Are you taking to me? Get out of the 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! Me? Yeah yeah I know
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