Intaferon
Intaferon were an English New Wave duo, consisting of Simon Fellowes and Simon Gillham. The duo are best known for Get Out Of London. They released two more singles (Steamhammer Sam and Baby Pain), but never released an album.
Get Out Of London is still occasionally heard in bizzare places, such as in a Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen movie, as well as a cover by The Pretenders in movie version of "The Wild Thornberrys".
Simon Fellowes later embarked on a solo career, releasing three albums and later, several one-off 12" under the name F-Machine. Read Full BioIntaferon were an English New Wave duo, consisting of Simon Fellowes and Simon Gillham. The duo are best known for Get Out Of London. They released two more singles (Steamhammer Sam and Baby Pain), but never released an album.
Get Out Of London is still occasionally heard in bizzare places, such as in a Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen movie, as well as a cover by The Pretenders in movie version of "The Wild Thornberrys".
Simon Fellowes later embarked on a solo career, releasing three albums and later, several one-off 12" under the name F-Machine. Having spent a decade in the USA he returned to the UK where he worked as a Film/TV director and screenwriter.
He is now a published author. His debut novel 'Don't Breathe the Air' (Strata Books) was published in Oct 2013. It is set in the seedy underbelly of the rock'n'roll business in 90s' London and LA and is the first in his Hollywood trilogy.
Simon Gillham now teaches Philosophy in the UK - specializing in Nietzsche.
Get Out Of London is still occasionally heard in bizzare places, such as in a Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen movie, as well as a cover by The Pretenders in movie version of "The Wild Thornberrys".
Simon Fellowes later embarked on a solo career, releasing three albums and later, several one-off 12" under the name F-Machine. Read Full BioIntaferon were an English New Wave duo, consisting of Simon Fellowes and Simon Gillham. The duo are best known for Get Out Of London. They released two more singles (Steamhammer Sam and Baby Pain), but never released an album.
Get Out Of London is still occasionally heard in bizzare places, such as in a Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen movie, as well as a cover by The Pretenders in movie version of "The Wild Thornberrys".
Simon Fellowes later embarked on a solo career, releasing three albums and later, several one-off 12" under the name F-Machine. Having spent a decade in the USA he returned to the UK where he worked as a Film/TV director and screenwriter.
He is now a published author. His debut novel 'Don't Breathe the Air' (Strata Books) was published in Oct 2013. It is set in the seedy underbelly of the rock'n'roll business in 90s' London and LA and is the first in his Hollywood trilogy.
Simon Gillham now teaches Philosophy in the UK - specializing in Nietzsche.
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Get Out of London
Intaferon Lyrics
Hold tight
Monday morning, wake up yawning
Break an egg, bust my head, maybe it's a warning
Ring on the bell, says it's half past eight
Keys on the TV, hey I'm gonna be late
I'm walking on the pavement skipping all the lines
So the bears don't eat me, send me to the saltmines
Get on the bus, but the bus don't stop
My feet are sitting downstairs, my head on the top
I can't see out the window 'cause there ain't no sun
I think somebody's tellin' me to g-g-g-g-g-g-g-get out of London
My feets keep movin' and I don't wear any socks
Can't stop singing, head ting-a-lingin'
Left my house, now I hang out in a phone box
Making coffins out of bits of old wood
Sell 'em cheap to the council though I know it's not good
To be a traitor, collaborator
Still, I'd rather be a snitch than a cocktail waiter
Commit my crime now, pay my penalty later
Okay, all right, I know I'm doin' wrong
But save it 'til tomorrow I got to g-g-g-g-g-g-get out of London
Last night I lost my purity, it started with a kiss
I settled in to revel in a night of bedded bliss
I had a bee in my bonnet, a tiger in my tank
I was on my maiden voyage but my liner just sank
They call me Jack of Hearts, some would say a knave
My mother was the Queen of Tarts, my baby was a sex slave
Pa's selling weapons to the Red Army Faction
I burn myself in public just to get a reaction
Tattoo my face so my race is run
My car is on fire got to g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-get out of London
Don't wear a suit, don't wear a smile
Don't wear my spikes out on the golden mile
Keep my hand on my gun, I keep my eye on my mines
I keep my heart on the beat when I'm running through the front lines
Chain gang chasin' me, but I'm quick as a fox
An' I rock my body to the sound of the box
The louder you scream, the faster we go
It's an ack-ack battery, a boom-boom-boom
Helter Skelter flattery coming down soon
Pay packet, jug drug, babies buying fun
Purdie's on speed I got to g-g-g-g-get out of London
Run, don't walk, keep as straight as a crow
I'm waiting for my treasure at the Admiral Benbow
Blues in my pockets, reds in my bed
The weights are building bodies and the blacks are pumping lead
A face in a photo, the beauty is bare
Tears on her cheek, she's living in a nightmare
Turn the page to a brand new leaf
Resolute swagger loot time to be a thief
Go to task, wear a mask, four ponies a ton
Keep out of Sing Sing, got to g-g-g-g-g-get out of London
Everybody in the land turn into a sugar-tooth
Beg like a puppy dog, brains like a hedgehog
Gimme ten P, and I'll tell you the truth
Sell you a wonder drug, elixir of youth
Threw a party for my friends so they wouldn't be lonely
They wouldn't let me in, said it's membership only
Ah, don't worry bout me 'cause I'm doin' fine
I'm standin' on my head and sittin' on a gold mine
Keep taking nitro three times a day
Keep out of the crossfire and g-g-g-g-g-g-get out of London
Contributed by Emma L. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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Hold tight
Monday morning, wake up yawning
Break a leg, bust my head, maybe it's a warning
Ring on the bell, says it's half past eight
Keys on the TV, hey I'm gonna be late
I'm walking on the pavement skipping all the lines
So the bears don't eat me, send me to the saltmines
Get on the bus, but the bus don't stop
My feet are sitting downstairs, my head on the top
I can't see out the window 'cause there ain't no sun
I think somebody's tellin' me to g-g-g-g-g-g-g-get out of London
My feet keep movin' and I don't wear any socks
Can't stop singing, head ting-a-lingin'
Left my house, now I hang out in a phone box
Making coffins out of bits of old wood
Sell 'em cheap to the council though I know it's not good
To be a traitor, collaborator
Said I'd rather be a snitch than a cocktail waiter
Commit my crime now, pay my penalty later
Okay, all right, I know I'm doin' wrong
But save it 'til tomorrow I got to g-g-g-g-g-g-get out of London
Last night I lost my purity, it started with a kiss
I settled in to revel in a night of bedded bliss
I had a bee in my bonnet, a tiger in my tank
I was on my maiden voyage but my liner just sank
They call me Jack of Hearts, some would say a knave
My mother was the Queen of Tarts, her baby was a sex slave
Pa's selling weapons to the Red Army Faction
I burn myself in public just to get a reaction
Tattoo my face so my race is run
My car is on fire I got to g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-get out of London
Don't wear a suit, don't wear a smile
Don't wear my spikes out on the golden mile
Keep my hand on the gun, I keep my eye on my mines
I keep my heart on the beat when I'm running through the front lines
Chain gang chasin' , now I'm quick as a fox
An' I rock my body to the sound of the box
The louder you scream, the faster we go
It's an ack-ack battery, a boom-boom-boom
Helter Skelter flattery coming down soon
Pay packet, jug drug, babies buying fun
Purdie's on speed I got to g-g-g-g-get out of London
Run, don't walk, keep as straight as a crow
I'm waiting for a treasure at the Admiral Benbow
Blues in my pockets, Reds in my bed
The weights are building bodies and their backs are pumping lead
A face in a photo, the beauty is bare
Tears on her cheek, she's living in a nightmare
Turn the page to a brand new leaf
Resolute swagger loot time to be a thief
Go to task, wear a mask, four ponies a ton
Keep out of Sing Sing, got to g-g-g-g-g-get out of London
Everybody in the land turn into a sugar-tooth
Beg like a puppy dog, brains like a hedgehog
Gimme ten P, and I'll tell you the truth
Sell you a wonder drug, elixir of youth
Threw a party for my friends so they wouldn't be lonely
They wouldn't let me in, said it's membership only
Ah, don't worry bout me 'cause I'm doin' fine
I'm standin' on my head and sittin' on a gold mine
Keep taking nitro three times a day
Keep out of the crossfire and g-g-g-g-g-g-get out of London
SteveSputnik
One of the biggest musical travesties of the 1980s was that this wasn't an ultra-hit... I used to play it all the time on my radio show - both mixes!! Nothing less than fucking spectacular!
A. B
Absolutely. Used to play the 12" at the Roller Disco, back in my '80s (very) amateur DJ days...
Stuart Vallantine
The railway station is the long demolished Broad Street station, which was next to Liverpool Street station. It closed in 1986 with services moving to its neighbouring station. The Broadgate development stands on the site of Broad Street railway station.
rex racer
Thanks WLIR for playing great stuff like this !!
Jordan Briskin
Who else first heard this song in THE WILD THORNBERRYS MOVIE?
Chris Carr
Nope. Max Headroom was my first exposure to the song.
John Ylitalo
That was the coolest song. It was in "The Wild Thornberrys Movie" where Eliza & Darwin escapes from boarding school to go back to Africa to find Telly.
Alex J. Jones
Yeah and Chrissie Hynde from the Pretenders sang it
Graham Newman
I'm fairly certain this was shot at Broad St station which was demolished to make way for the Broadgate development adjacent to Liverpool St. From recollection it was closed at the weekends, hence easier to use as a film location. Brilliant song, brilliant video.
Mr Sarcastic
The lyrics in this song are some of the best you'll ever hear. 🎼Don't be a traitor🎶 collaborator rather be a snitch than a cocktail waiter.🎙