Our hero leaves the pub his head still Swimming with alcohol, his head Buzzing with facts, figures and Computers. night is descending as he Wearily makes his way home through The traffic jams and neon lights of the Great metropolis. Underneath the neon sign All I see is imitation And theres no earth beneath my feet. There are no trees or fields in front of me Only slabs of concrete. Skyscrapers reaching up to the clouds, Dont give the moon a chance to shine, And Ive got imitation moonlight Standing underneath the neon sign. Is it real or just illusion? Can there be a time when its night? Is it merely my delusion Or my senses telling me lies. Is it just hallucination? Have I been drinking too much wine? I dont know if its day or night, When Im underneath the neon sign. Underneath the neon sign. Electronic nature made by man with robots in mind. Big city lights guide my way into the night, darkness shines When Im standing underneath the neon sign. If there isnt any sunshine Well some-day buy the neon sign And if we cant see any stars at night Well sit and watch the traffic lights. If there isnt any day-time Ive got an imitation dawn, Ive got a simulated sunshine Standing underneath the neon sign. Is it an illusion? Have I been drinking too much wine? Can there be day-time when its night Underneath the neon sign. Underneath the neon sign. Is it mother nature Playing tricks with my eyes For darkness shines When Im standing underneath the neon sign.