Cranberry Judd Street murmurs
Sewer passages
'neath our feet
Tunnels rumbling
Stomach's grumbling
Endless stairs and tea, and tea…

Whoosh! A'catch 'em
Eyes that meet and sway
Grip the tidal bars
Hope they stay
Alleys leak
Basements creak
Lost again in London
And tea, and tea, and tea…

Money's gone again
To my little friend
Candy, liquor, sweat
All's that we can afford to get
Down another
Pocket jangling bits of butter
Chicks on sticks and sink water
From my iron dragon

Only one more day till Wednesday
Where'd you go?
No phone, no whispers
Nobody. Hello!

Sorry. Can't get you in.
We're full but needy
We're here by Euston Station
Again.

Someone watered the east wall
And oh! It's grown green
Gots winks of eatin' n' drinkin'
Pretty picture t'would be

Stinks, still can't smell it
No sleep means weak
And stubborn cold won't slide away
Quick enough for me

Dagger in my pocket
Cause the townie boys make play
Promises with irises
A funny feather gray

And she sleeps behind me
And I sleep beside her
Itchy fingers
Trace our path
O'er the filthy river.

Only one more day till Wednesday
Where'd you go?
No phone, no whispers
Nobody. Hello!

Sorry. Can't get you in.
We're full but needy
We're here by Euston Station
And tea, and tea, and tea AGAIN!