I* don't see the\ fu**...tu*re, 
(I\ fi*...eel)   i*t   da\y   to* da\y
Di*rty ni\ghts a\re 
pa*ssing by\, I\ 
go*tta* le\arn to* pa\y
Trucking down to Lo*ndon,
gigs that never end
Foggy days and motorways Will 
drive me** round the\ be\nd

An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**
An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**
An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**
An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**
  		riff
Went to see my\ agent, 
natty looking ge*nt
Dirty dates a\nd dirty plays, We 
must be trucking be...e...nt
Only real solu*tion, 
he*lp me on my way
Close my eyes and vi*sualize Some 
pe*ace to help me pla...e...y

An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**
An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**
An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**
An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**
 		riff
Whe*..n time
 is tight 
your look ain't right
And keeping time is an u**pward climb
P's and qu..'s 
just follow you
And all the time 
you fi***eel the grime li\ke he*......ll
		guitar
Creeping down the hi*ghway, 
fe*el like one per cent
Ma...y god make the papers say We're 
go*ing where we'll win
We*** don't mind a work down
When the ni\ght is throu*gh
Kids give us the 
feeling that we only give to you....u**.....u**.....u***....u.***...

An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**
An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**
An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**
An' a\gэ** An' a\gэ**

Whe*..n time
 is tight 
your look ain't right
And keeping time is an u**pward climb
P's and qu..'s 
just follow you
And all the time 
you fi***eel the grime li\ke he*......ll