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