Текст песни The Jam - DOWN IN THE TUBE STATION AT MIDNIGHT
The Jam - DOWN IN THE TUBE STATION AT MIDNIGHT слова песни
The distant echo -of faraway voices boarding faraway trainsTo take them home tothe ones that they love and who love them foreverThe glazed, dirty steps - repeat my own and reflect my thoughtsCold and uninviting, partially nakedExcept for toffee wrapers and this morning`s paperMr. Jones got run downHeadlines of death and sorrow - they tell of tomorrowMadmen on the rampageAnd I`m down in the tube station at midnightI fumble for change - and pull out the QueenSmiling, beguilingI put in the money and pull out a plumBehind meWhispers in the shadows - gruff blazing voicesHating, 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 mePolishing the glasses and pulling out the cork"And I`m down in the tube station at midnightI first felt a fist, and then a kickI could now smell their breathThey smelt of pubs and Wormwood ScrubsAnd too many right wing meetingsMy life swam around meIt took a look and drowned me in its own existenceThe smell of brown leatherIt blended in with the weatherIt filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouthIt blocked all my sensesCouldn`t see, hear, speak any longerAnd I`m down in the tube station at midnightI said I was down in the tube station at midnightThe last thing that I sawAs I lay there on the floorWas "Jesus Saves" painted by an atheist nutterAnd a British Rail poster read "Have an Awayday - a cheap holiday -Do it today!"I glanced back on my lifeAnd thought about my wife`Cause they took the keys - and she`ll think it`s meAnd I`m down in the tube station at midnightThe wine will be flat and the curry`s gone coldI`m down in the tube station at midnightDon`t want to go down in a tube station at midnight