Letras: Madness. Mad Not Mad. White Heat.

Down between the sunbeams
The moneylenders chat
Hiding in the shade outside
A council flat

Kids in the lift
Looking for things to throw
And practicing their aim
On the heads below

They make their apologies
With the quickness of their feet
Then lost in the heat haze
That shimmers across the street

Underfoot the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is melting

(White, white heat)
I'm still not in until a week next Wednesday
I'm holidaying on the roof
?Til the big bad wolf goes away

In the street the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is melting

White heat turns the street upside down

Down between the sunbeams
The debt collectors chat, chat, chat, chat
Hiding in the shade outside
A council flat

By the hairs on my chinny chin chin
I shall not let you in

In the street the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is melting

For the luckiest girl in all the world
White, white heat