Lyrics:

A man could lose himself in London, lose himself in London!

Toast is burned and your coffee's cold
And you leave all the post 'cause it's nothing but bills again
Home from work, put the TV on, get your kicks
Watching Bruce on the old Generation Game

Just dial my number, I've got some plans for you
You're in a bad way and I can help you through
You're in a bad way, every day is just the same
Just dial my number or call my name

Jeans are old and your hair's all wrong
Don't you know that crew-cuts and trainers are out again?
Going out, you're feeling low
Running for cover, it looks like it's going to rain (what a shame)

Just dial my number, I've got some plans for you
You're in a bad way and I can help you through
You're in a bad way, every day is just the same
Just dial my number or call my name
Just dial my number, I've got some plans for you
You're in a bad way and I can help you through
You're in a bad way, every day is just the same
Just dial my number or call my name

You're in a bad way (you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way (you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way (you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way (you're in a bad way), yeah