Was traveling on the underground from Cockfosters to Heathrow

but was diverted to the magistrates who wanted me at Bow

I tried to get to Brixton to a friend I used to know

but went in the wrong direction and arrived in Walthamstow

Next I tried the cinema and thought of Leicester Square

but ended up in Hangar Lane and discovered nothing there

Baker Street promised food and I thought of a feast

but missed the change completely and turned up in Mill Hill East

Then I found a preacher who told me of King’s Cross

and promised the White City if I would only pay the cost

I started singing Abba songs as I came to Waterloo

then I changed to Chesham with the rich selected few

Living on the underground was a total fascination

as I stumbled on strange old feelings in every local station.