Africa

Oh I wake up in the morning can't get out of bed What a terrible aching in my head I'm pulling up the sheet shutting out the light But not today, today I cannot fight I couldn't get to work if I wanted to The state I'm in you'd be glad if I don't I wash my face, comb my hair Any minute, and I will soon be there I'm standing by the sink, looking over Market Square The freezing windows, going out I cannot face The dirty dishes from the night before And dirty clothes are strewn across the floor I couldn't get to work if I wanted to The state I'm in you'd be glad if I don't I wash my face, comb my hair Any minute and I will soon be there (Where?) 'Cos I'll go down to Africa When I fall asleep The burning plains of Africa Is where I'm going to be Oh I've said goodbye to Holloway Farewell Southend on Sea The burning plains of Africa Is where you will find me I will soon be there I will soon be there Cos I'll go down to Africa Cos I'll go down to Africa