Once upon a time Down in Hanway Place I think it was the summer of 1998 We danced and we chanted And you banged on a drum Along the Charring Cross Road Nearly 100 strong You shouted hurry up Hare Harry come on I thought you're older than you look If you know that song And we were born Again Now it seems our devotion has all gone to waste As the world becomes An even scarier place The streets are empty No one gives a damn We were seduced by some footprints in the sand Oh harry up Hare What a dreadful pun It was a bad joke back then Oh what a stupid song But we were born Again Just the other day two young devotees Were waltzing up and down Old Compton Street It seems their number have dwindled over the years I now work full-time in the civil service Oh harry up Hare Harry come on They probably weren't even born When I first hears that song Again