First Night Back in London

<br>The mini cab<br>The driver is black<br>This time of night<br>You better sit in the back<br><br>Got a few smokes<br>Under your hat<br>The cops are lookin` out<br>For the petrol on the black<br><br>This time I think<br>So what the hell<br>There`s that female<br>I know too well<br><br>Why should I lean<br>Get out my mind again<br>I ridin` in the back alone<br>The stranger rides again<br><br>To see my lovely town<br>That always brings you down<br>Where every drifter drifts<br>For many miles around<br><br>We take a casual drive<br>For two miles up the road<br>The cops pull us over<br>And search right through our clothes<br><br>They give him hell<br>They check him on the air<br>I sit there with the drugs in my hair<br><br>As soon as I get home<br>I call Heathrow<br>Want a standby fare to Borneo