Oh, is this the way they say the future's meant to feel / or just twenty thousand people standing in a
field? / And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is / but that's O.K. `cos we're all sorted
out for E's & wizz / And tell me when the spaceship lands `cos all this has just got to mean
something / Ow / In the middle of the night / it feels alright but then tomorrow morning / oooh / oooh
/ then you come down / Oh / Oh yeah the pirate radio told us what was going down / Got the
tickets from some fucked up bloke in Camden Town [on the single version: mashed up] / Oh and
no-one seems to know exactly where it is / but that's O.K. `cos we're all sorted out for E's & wizz /
At four o'clock the normal world seems very, very, very far away / Alright / In the middle of the
night / it feels alright but then tomorrow morning / oooh / oooh / then you come down / Oh / Just
keep on moving / Everybody asks your name, they say we're all the same / and now it's "Nice one!"
/ "Geezer!" / but that's as far as the conversation went / I lost my friends, I danced alone / it's six
o'clock, I wanna go home / but it's "No way!" / "Not today." / makes you wonder what it meant /
Oh no / And this hollow feeling grows, and 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 / In the
middle of the night / it feels alright but then tomorrow morning / oooh / oooh / then you come down
/ Oooh / oooh / then you come down / Oooh / What if you never come down?
