Down on Leicester Square In the rain
Where the rubbish comes in piles
And the art comes in spades
Down on Leicester Square In the rain
The night time drifts in
Despite the (ill)luminescence
It covers all manner of dark things
The night time drifts in
Covers all manner of dark and small things
When I round the corner
I turned to my very well known comrade, and I said...
There lies the dustman
There lies the popcorn seller
There lies the director
And his clapperboard clapper
My public needs its images
My need public needs its confidences
And I'm in love
I'm in love with a British film star
You demand and I supply it
Hollywood is no longer a place
Hollywood rains acid in your face
There was a film released in Cannes last week
A sad and empty red carpet
Unclaimed seats
The great plains across an untamed west
But it was 3 stars at best
It was 3 stars at best
Down on Charing Cross Road in the rain
I realised I was in love, I was in love
With a holographic representation of a singer
We all used to know very well
Well there lies the milkman
There lies the philosopher
There lies the commuter and his season ticket holder
My public needs its images
My public wants my confidences
Cos Im in love
I'm in love with the phrase
Game changer
What does it even mean?
And I'm in love
With an animatronic dog
And I'm in love with a 0% finance sofa Im in love
With James Corden's Carpool Karaoke I'm in love with a picture
Of myself