Down In The Tube Station At Midnight - Full Version

Down In The Tube Station At Midnight - Full Version Lyrics

Song	Down In The Tube Station At Midnight - Full Version
Artist	The Jam
Album	All Mod Cons
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	作曲 : Paul Weller
	作词 : Weller
	The distant echo -
	Of faraway voices boarding faraway 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 wrapers and this morning's paper
	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'
	And i'm down in the tube station at midnight
	I first felt a fist, and then a kick
	I could now smell their breath
	They smelt of pubs and wormwood scrubs
	And too many right wing meetings
	My life swam around me
	It took a look and drowned me in its own existence
	The smell of brown leather
	It blended in with the weather
	It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth
	It blocked all my senses
	Couldn't see, hear, speak any longer
	And i'm down in the tube station at midnight
	I said i was down in the tube station at midnight
	The last thing that i saw
	As i lay there on the floor
	Was 'jesus saves' painted by an atheist nutter
	And a british rail poster read 'have an awayday - a cheap holiday -
	Do it today!'
	I glanced back on my life
	And thought about my wife
	'cause they took the keys - and she'll think it's me
	And i'm down in the tube station at midnight
	The wine will be flat and the curry's gone cold
	I'm down in the tube station at midnight
	Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight

	zuo qu : Paul Weller
	zuo ci : Weller
	The distant echo
	Of faraway voices boarding faraway 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 wrapers and this morning' s paper
	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'
	And i' m down in the tube station at midnight
	I first felt a fist, and then a kick
	I could now smell their breath
	They smelt of pubs and wormwood scrubs
	And too many right wing meetings
	My life swam around me
	It took a look and drowned me in its own existence
	The smell of brown leather
	It blended in with the weather
	It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth
	It blocked all my senses
	Couldn' t see, hear, speak any longer
	And i' m down in the tube station at midnight
	I said i was down in the tube station at midnight
	The last thing that i saw
	As i lay there on the floor
	Was ' jesus saves' painted by an atheist nutter
	And a british rail poster read ' have an awayday a cheap holiday
	Do it today!'
	I glanced back on my life
	And thought about my wife
	' cause they took the keys and she' ll think it' s me
	And i' m down in the tube station at midnight
	The wine will be flat and the curry' s gone cold
	I' m down in the tube station at midnight
	Don' t want to go down in a tube station at midnight

	zuò qǔ : Paul Weller
	zuò cí : Weller
	The distant echo
	Of faraway voices boarding faraway 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 wrapers and this morning' s paper
	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'
	And i' m down in the tube station at midnight
	I first felt a fist, and then a kick
	I could now smell their breath
	They smelt of pubs and wormwood scrubs
	And too many right wing meetings
	My life swam around me
	It took a look and drowned me in its own existence
	The smell of brown leather
	It blended in with the weather
	It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth
	It blocked all my senses
	Couldn' t see, hear, speak any longer
	And i' m down in the tube station at midnight
	I said i was down in the tube station at midnight
	The last thing that i saw
	As i lay there on the floor
	Was ' jesus saves' painted by an atheist nutter
	And a british rail poster read ' have an awayday a cheap holiday
	Do it today!'
	I glanced back on my life
	And thought about my wife
	' cause they took the keys and she' ll think it' s me
	And i' m down in the tube station at midnight
	The wine will be flat and the curry' s gone cold
	I' m down in the tube station at midnight
	Don' t want to go down in a tube station at midnight

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