Oh, is this the way they say the future's meant to feel?
Or just 20,000 people standing in a field?
And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is
But that's OK, 'cos we're all sorted out for E's and wizz
And tell me when the spaceship lands
'Cos all this has just got to mean something
Refrão
Oh
In the middle of the night
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Oh
Oh, then you come down
Verso 2
Oh yeah, the pirate radio told us what was going down
Got the tickets from some fucked-up bloke in Camden Town
Oh, and no-one seems to know exactly where it is
But that's OK, 'cos we're all sorted out for E's and wizz
At 4 o'clock the normal world seems very very very far away hey
Refrão
Alright!
In the middle of the night
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Oh
Oh, then you come down
Verso 3
Just keep on moving!
Everybody asks your name They say we're all the same
And now it's "nice one, geezer" (and that's as far as the conversation went)
I lost my friends and danced alone It's 6 o'clock, I wanna go home
But it's "no way, not today" Makes you wonder what it meant, and, uh
And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows
And you want to call your mother And say: "Mother, I can never come home again!"
"'Cos I seem to have left an important part of my brain
Somewhere, somewhere in a field in Hampshire", alright!
Refrão
In the middle of the night
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Oh
Oh, then you come down
Oh
Oh, then you come down
Oh, what if you never come down?