Paroles: Jesus Jones. London. The a Team.

A lined red face burns in the sun, frying on the pavement
This mr. t endorses rum, now you know
T for tenants from the can, it's the choice of champions
Become an extraordinary man, a super-man
Legal at 18
To try for the a team
It's the children most impressed, 'that clown's lost his make uphe's raging at the
Damned success, at being the best
We may never make the grade, not the likes of you and i
But once or twice a week we try, then we dry
It takes dedication
To be on the a team

Not just teenage bravado
You went the extra mile
Forget the weekenders 'cos
All that practice came good just like you knew it would
The cream of the cream
Go off in the a team
There are still placings now
To be on the a team