Archdruid: The Tube is down the tube.
All: And the lines are out of line.
Archdruid: Tell it not in Gants Hill
All: Proclaim it not in the streets of Alperton.
Archdruid: For then might cyclists rejoice.
All: And Uber make a tidy profit.
Archdruid: As for me I will wander about near a Thameslink station.
All: The streets of Central London will look nigh unto Shaun of the Dead.
Archdruid: The sun will burn me by day.
All: But if the moon by night, I'm probably never going to get home.
Archdruid: All day long shall I wander about.
All: As things are all different to the Map, when you're on the surface.
Archdruid: But I shall rejoice when I take the trip from Leicester Square to Covent Garden.
All: Shan't waste our time taking that Tube journey again.
Archdruid: Where are now the wise man and the scholar?
All: Claiming to be "working from home" but mostly catching up on some DIY.
Archdruid: Bring me my helmet for my head.
All: Bring me my jacket 'gainst the rain.
Archdruid: Bring me my bike of burnished red.
All: But you can't take it on the train.
Archdruid: Stuff it then. Shall we go London next week instead?
All: Yeah. Smelly place anyway.