Jethro Tull - Taxi Grab lyrics

Shake a leg, it's the big rush, can't find a taxi can't find a bus.

Bodies jammed in the underground evacuating London town.

Nowhere to put your feet as the big store shoppers and the pavements meet.

Red lights --- pin stripes --- short step shuffle into the night.

Tea time calls --- the Bingo Halls open at seven in the old front stalls.

How about a Taxi Grab.

There's an empty cab by the taxi stand driver's in the café washing his hands.

Big diesel idles --- the keys inside --- c'mon Sally let's take a ride.

Flag down --- uptown --- no sweat. For rush hour travel, it's the best bet yet.

Taxi Grab.