Up in the trees, down on the ground
High in the hills, under the sea
People playing low-key warm-up gigs
Performing tasters from their new LP.
We just got back from Greek isle Kos
Didn?t see no Vicki Leandros
We had a 96-track studio
And it was haunted by a Red Indian.
See what we?ve got in the pipeline
The Edge said we could maybe buy-on
Met him at prestigious Marquee Club
Mixed a storming set by Vow Wow
Vow Wow Wow Wow.
Ooh-ooh-ooh he?s here again
The man with the gaffer tape supplies
We?ll blow the headline act away
?Cos we?ve brought a coachload down with us.
Whit Week malarkey on the prom
Eyes down, look in - win beige headboard
She?s got a green belt in astrology
And I?ve got a black belt in No-can-do.
My turn soon on Karaoke
Girl nearby asks who I might be
May be Boz Scaggs singing ?Lido?
Or, I might just up and leave.
Just up and leave, just up and leave, just up and leave, just up and leave
Just up and leave, just up and leave, just up and leave, just up and leave.