Well I heard the bells ringing, I was thinking about winning
In this God forsaken place
When my confidence was well, then I tripped and I felt
Right flat on my face
Now I´m standing erect, and I feel like coming back
And the sun is shining gold
Put a smile on my face, get back in the human race
And get on with the show

And I´m taking in the Indian Summer
And I´m soaking it up in my mind
And I´m pretending that it´s paradise
On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day

In the wee midnight hour I was parking my car
In this dimly lit town,
I was attacked by two thugs, who took me for a mug
And shoved me down on the ground
And they pulled out a knife, and I fought my way up
As they scarpered from the scene
Well this is no New York street, and there´s no Bobby on the beat
And things ain´t just what they seem

And I´m taking in the Indian Summer
And I´m soaking it up in my mind
And I´m pretending that it´s paradise
On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day

Who would think this could happen in a city like this
Among Blake´s green and pleasant hills,
And we must remember as we go through September
Among these dark satanic mills
If there´s such a thing as justice I could take them out and flog them
In the nearest green field
And it might be a lesson to the bleeders of the system
In this whole society

And I´m taking in the Indian Summer
And I´m soaking it up in my mind
And I´m pretending like it´s paradise
On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day