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Down In the Tube Station At Midnight (Live At The Brighton Centre) - ​The Jam
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Down In the Tube Station At Midnight (Live At The Brighton Centre) ​The Jam

Down In the Tube Station At Midnight (Live At The Brighton Centre) - ​The Jam
Who wants to go down in the tube station at midnight?

The distant echo
Of faraway voices boarding faraway trains
To take them home to
The ones that they love whom love them forever

The glazed, dirty steps
Repeat my own and reflect my thoughts
Cold and uninviting, partially naked
Except for toffee wrappers and this morning's papers
Mr. Jones got run down
Headlines of death and sorrow, they tell of tomorrow
Madmen on the rampage
Down in the tube station at midnight, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh

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 say, "I've a little money and a takeaway curry
I'm on my way home to my wife
She'll be lining up the cutlery, I know she's expecting me
Polishing the glasses and pulling out the cork"
Down in the tube station at midnight, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
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