Down in the Tube Station at Midnight (Single Version) ​The Jam

The distant echo
Of far away voices boarding far away 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 wrappers and this morning's papers
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"
I'm down in the tube station at midnight