When the night draws in I thank it

Wrap it around me like my momma's blanket

Behind the city night's boarded-up silence

There hides a million kinds of violence

So my head begins to echo

With a deep cut from long ago

I am dancing to the rhythm

Of a dis-United Kingdom

It's a deep, deep, deep

Deep cut, yeah...

Let the rhythm guide you!

Let the rhythm guide you!

Let the rhythm guide you!

Let the rhythm guide you!

Everybody looks the same at sunset

Or by the glowing of another funny cigarette

You might look down upon a poor man thief, yeah

But I'm lookin' down upon the rich men stealing

We’re all in it together!

I would teach them all my moves

Hear the shuffling of hooves

We'd be dancing to the rhythm

Of the dis-United Kingdom

It's a deep, deep, deep

Deep cut, yeah...

Let the rhythm guide you!