Lyrics:

Four o'clock one morning I was woken from a dream in
Which I saw myself distorted into twice my normal beam
And from the window I identified the source of this disturbance
Was in fact an urban fox circling the dustbins in the rain
And so it passed last night when I was similarly roused
I saw no cause to be alarmed and almost casually I browsed the street
And there to my amazement caught a figure
In the quarter light dismantling my locks
Today we won't be in-car entertained

I think they like me, they admire my independence
I'm not irrelevant, I'm still in my ascendance
How come I feel like I'm too old?
How many units have we sold?
Sooner or later I'll be told
No one cares
And they don't

Warlocks drew the curtain on the other one
I ended up alone a little further on
I never made it west of here
'Cause all the exits disappeared
And I was left to gather what I could from the scraps
I crawled across the suburbs to the center stage
And when I finally got there I was middle-aged
It's such a lonely place to be
I wonder if they laugh at me
When I do my fabulous impression of the lads
You took a lot of love from me
It wasn't meant specifically
It's only what you think you see
In reality there's nothing
You call me inspirational
I'm still afraid to face you all
I stay at home in case I fall flat
The next time I'm up there bluffing
We contemplate the stars
We look at them like mirrors
To show us where we are
And also who's there with us
And all agree are lies
We nonetheless believe them
And when they say goodbye
We never want to leave them
Be like me
Don't let them see you cry

Four o'clock this morning I was woken from a dream
In which an angel of the night in baby doll and
Village green had come to take me to a better place
A better place than Walthamstow
I wonder where that is

Offer my apologies to all