Smoke In The Park

Smoke in the park, everybody's here

It'll be the same tomorrow, it'll be the same next year

Days just gone past noon, the time's always the same

Everybody has the earth, everyone's looking for the flame

Smoke in the lungs, they must enjoy the taste

Never feel they've got enough, feel they've got all the time to waste

The teenagers of London, gather in their years

To smoke away the fears, of a future they've been told is uncertain

The teenagers of London, gather all their charm

To keep each other calm, same people, same place, same time

They don't seem to mind