Lyric King s Cross

The man at the back of the queue was sent
To feel the smack of firm government
Linger by the flyposter, for a fight
It s the same story every night
I ve been hurt and we ve been had
You leave home, and you don t go back

Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday
Wait until tomorrow and there s still no way
Read it in a book or write it in a letter
Wake up in the morning and there s still no guarantee

Only last night I found myself lost
By the station called King s Cross
Dead and wounded on either side
You know it s only a matter of time
I ve been good and I ve been bad
I ve been guilty of hanging around

Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday
Wait until tomorrow and there s still no way
Read it in a book or write it in a letter
Wake up in the morning and there s still no guarantee

So I went looking out today
For the one who got away
Murder walking round the block
Ending up in King s Cross
Good luck, bad luck waiting in a line
It takes more than the matter of time

Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday
Wait until tomorrow and there s still no way
Read it in a book or write it in a letter
Wake up in the morning and there s still no guarantee

Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday
Wait until tomorrow and there s still no way
Read it in a book or write it in a letter
Wake up in the morning and there s still no guarantee
And there s still no guarantee
There is still no guarantee