I would like to take you by the hand, yeah
Past people as they go to work
Let's get out of this place before they tell us that we've just died
Oh, move, move quick, you've gotta move
Come on it's through, come on it's time
Oh, look at you, you, looking so confused
Two sugars would be great
If they knocked down this place, this place
It'd still look much better than you
Oh now, move, move quick, you've gotta move
Come on, it's through, come on, it's time
Oh, look at you, you, you're looking so confused
Oh, it's ok it's just your mind
If we get through this alive
I'll meet you next week, same place, same time
Oh move, move quick you've gotta move
Come on, it's through, come on, it's time
Oh, look at you, you, you're looking so confused
Oh, what did you lose, oh?
That's what you get from clubbing it
You can't go home and go to bed
Because it hasn't worn off yet
There's only one place we can go
It's around the corner in Soho
Where other broken people go
WRITERS
Candida Doyle, Jarvis Branson Cocker, Mark Andrew Webber, Nick Banks, Russell Senior, Stephen Patrick Mackey