There's a fat man who offers a change of scene Says he'll guarantee my sheet will be clean When I get on the outside But who can you trust when the walls
I was travelling home on the subway When this vision got on at Maida Vale And as I casually eyed the classifieds She sat down next to me Every head in
Baby baby oh baby I'd love to love you But my hands are tied Break these chains Oh oh these chains that are killing me You don't need money if you've
You walk in the room The folks are all there With glasses in hand But you can't take the band So you head for the bar The barman's well stocked He knows
I was walkin' down the street Concentratin' on truckin' right I heard a dark voice beside of me And I looked round in a state of fright I saw four faces
Transistorised, and anodised Chrome plated, squeaky clean Oh Tokyo, oh Tokyo Oh Tokyo I love you You're trembling, you're choking But you're magical