Down between the sunbeams
The money lenders chat
Hiding in the shade
Outside a council flatKids in the lift
Looking for things to throw
And practising their aim
On the heads belowThey make their apologies
With the quickness of their feet
Then lost in the heat haze
That shimmers across the streetUnderfoot the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is melting(White, white heat)
But I'm still not in
Until a week next Wednesday
I'm holidaying on the roof
Till the big bad wolf goes awayIn the street the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is meltingWhite heat
Turns the street
Upside downDown between the sunbeams
The debt collectors chat
Hiding in the shade
Outside a council flatBy the hairs on my chinny chin chin
I shall not let you inIn the street the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is meltingFor the luckiest girl
White, white heat
Songwriters
MCPHERSON, GRAHAM/BARSON, MICHAEL/BEDFORD, MARKPublished by
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