And into the sea goes pretty England and me
'Round the Bay of Biscay, and back for tea
Hit traffic on the Dogger Bank, up the Thames to find a taxi rank
Sail on by with the tide and go to sleep
And the radio says "this is a low"
But it won't hurt you
When you're alone
It will be there with you, finding ways to stay solo
On the Tyne, Forth and Cromarty, there's a low in the high forties
And Saturdays locked away on the pier, not fast enough, dear
And on the Malin Head, Blackpool looks blue and red
And the Queen, she's gone 'round the bend, jumped off Land's End
And the radio says "this is a low"
But it won't hurt you
When you're alone
It will be there with you, finding ways to stay solo
"This is a low"
But it won't hurt you
When you're alone
It will be there with you
"This is a low"
But it won't hurt you
When you're alone
It will be there with you, finding ways to stay solo