Evacuate There is no time We'll all be dead On the stroke of Nine We play their rules In at half past eight I want more We know it's too late Behold the people at King's Cross station Queue for a taxi and they hope for freedom Council leaders Bust in the shelters Bolt the doors To keep out the people They all sit down On a comfortable settee Peer through the periscope And guess what they see? Behold the people at King's Cross station Queue for a taxi and they hope for freedom Evacuate There is no time We'll all be dead At the stroke of Nine Obey their rules In at half past Eight I want more We know it's too late Behold the people at King's Cross station Queued for a taxi and they hope for freedom.