Three thousand miles away
In an old laundromat
Facing a red brick wall
Weathered and baked by the sun
Air stream from the drum
Strange peace settles over me

Like a lion in a cage
Taking a midday nap
Not a clue what to do
Who knows what you’re gonna get oh oh

It’s time to get into action
Who’s gonna tell me what to do
You know it may not be too late
So come here and spin it up
Walk about in heavy summer rain
Everywhere I go there’s some sort of pain
Only thing I need is some sort of luck
Spin it up

Loud streets, honking horns
Everything seems so real
Marks an old district
Life on a massive scale
Perched on a red fort top
Fading letters barely read

It’s time to get into action
Who’s gonna tell me what to do
You know it may not be too late
I got to come here and spin it up
Walk about in heavy summer rain
Everywhere I go there’s some sort of pain
Only thing I need is some sort of luck
Spin it up
Fate has other plans

Say it’s alright
Say don’t live in the past
Just don’t wait and go now
Let it flow away

It’s time to get into action
Who’s gonna tell me what to do
You know it may not be too late
So come here and spin it up
Walk about in heavy summer rain
Everywhere I go there’s some sort of pain
Only thing I need is some sort of luck
Spin it up
Fate has other plans