Down on Consternation Street
Things are falling into place
Everyone here's incomplete
And no one's set for outer space
Leave the bankers their beliefs
And watch their babies bounce and play
What counts is not what you achieve
It's what you're getting anyway
Get up, get up
Get out into the rain
Get up, get out into the
Pouring rain
Here on Consternation Street
It's all chaos and decay
Everyone's so indiscreet
Always, the word is love not disarray
Get up, get up
Get out into the rain
Get up, get out into the
Pouring rain
