Wake up straight
Called out by the sun
On the first day of April
Out of bed
Lord, it was a plane crash
But I’m sure that I was dreaming
TV on,
Of course caffeine and signs
Of submission again
Another day
On this little island
Just a bell hangs on
Porridge done
I take my kid to school
It was the pound shop, Woolworth’s
Under bridge
Where the subway sees the daytime
And the West Way flies by
Then on my bike
Down the Ladbroke Grove
To the forthcoming dramas
The studio
And a love of all sweet music
We just can’t let go
Let go… let go.. let go… let go.. let go
So meditate
On what we’ve all become
On a cold day in springtime
Civil War
Is what we all were born into
Raise your left hand, right, sing
Don’t capitulate
To the forces of the market place
They’re long departed
Consolidate
The love we’ve had together
On a cold day in springtime
Prevod na srpski
Dan šale
Razbudih se odmah
Suncem pozvan
Prvog dana aprila
Da izađem iz kreveta
Gospode, to je bila avionska nesreća
Ali siguran sam da sam sanjao
TV upaljen
Naravno, kafein i ponovo
Znaci potčinjenosti
Još jedan dan
Na ovom ostrvu malom
Samo jedno zvono i dalje zvoni
Ovsena kaša gotova
Vodim svoje dete u školu
To je bila sve za 69, Woolworth prodavnica
Ispod mosta
Gde podzemna vidi svetlo dana
A Zapadni put prolazi pored
A onda na mom biciklu
Niz Ladbroke Grove
Ka nastupajućim dramama
Studio
I ljubav ka svoj slatkoj muzici
Koju prosto ne možemo da zaboravimo
Zaboravimo.. zaboravimo… zaboravimo… zaboravimo… zaboravimo… zaboravimo…
Te meditiramo
Nad onim što svi smo postali
Jednog hladnog prolećnog dana
Građanski rat
Je ono u čemu svi smo rođeni
Podigni levu ruku, tako je, pevaj
Ne predaj se
Silama tržišta
One su odavno odstupile
Konsoliduj
Tu ljubav koju smo imali
Jednog hladnog prolećnog dana