Piccadilly Circus
Stiff Little Fingers Lyrics


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Piccadilly Circus in the dead of night
Just passing time beneath the lights
Up in town and all alone
Got no business so minds his own

The hotel room is lonely and cold
He might as well go for a stroll
Idly looking in a hi-fi shop
Footsteps, a chuckle, and one hard slap

And they didn't even see his face
See him flinch or hear him groan
They didn't even see his eyes
One mean blow and on they ran

He put his fingers to his side
And felt his flesh was open wide
He felt the rent the blow had made
For the hand that fell had held a blade

And they didn't even see his face
See him stumble, hear his cry
They didn't even see his eyes
Just lashed out in passing by

What can it mean?
Who can make some sense of that?
Did it mean a thing to them?
What can make a mind like that?

Those forty stitches helped him over
Who can live life over his shoulder?
He tried to put it in his past
And flew safe home back to Belfast

And they didn't even see his face
See him stagger, watch him fall
They didn't even see his eyes
They never knew him at all

Never knew him
Tried to kill him




Never knew him
Tried to kill him

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Stiff Little Fingers's song "Piccadilly Circus" describe a man walking alone at night in Piccadilly Circus, a popular tourist destination in London. The singer is passing time beneath the lights and has no business to attend to. He is staying in a lonely and cold hotel room and decides to go for a stroll when he is attacked by a group of strangers who hit him with a blade. The attackers didn't even see his face or hear him groan when he is hit, and they quickly run away.


The singer puts his fingers on his side and discovers that the blow had made a deep cut. He needed forty stitches to help him recover from the attack. The lyrics pose a series of rhetorical questions about the meaning of such senseless acts of violence and whether the attackers felt anything when they assaulted the singer. The song ends on a note of defiance, with the singer returning home to Belfast, suggesting that he will not let the attack define his life.


Line by Line Meaning

Piccadilly Circus in the dead of night
The singer sets the scene of the song, a lonely and desolate place.


Just passing time beneath the lights
He is aimlessly wandering around, with nothing to do.


Up in town and all alone
He is in the city, completely by himself.


Got no business so minds his own
He is not looking for any trouble, and is keeping to himself.


The hotel room is lonely and cold
His hotel is not providing him any comfort or companionship.


He might as well go for a stroll
He decides to take a walk to pass the time.


Idly looking in a hi-fi shop
He casually glances into a music store.


Footsteps, a chuckle, and one hard slap
Suddenly, someone violently attacks him from behind.


And they didn't even see his face
The attackers are not interested in who he is, and do not bother to look at him.


See him flinch or hear him groan
They attack him so quickly and without mercy that he doesn't have time to react.


They didn't even see his eyes
They do not try to make any kind of human connection with him.


One mean blow and on they ran
They hit him hard and then run away without a second thought.


He put his fingers to his side
The singer assesses his wound while still dazed from the attack.


And felt his flesh was open wide
He is horrified to realize the extent of his injury.


He felt the rent the blow had made
He is still in shock from the sudden attack.


For the hand that fell had held a blade
He realizes that he was stabbed by his attacker.


What can it mean?
The artist is confused and doesn't understand why he was attacked.


Who can make some sense of that?
He wonders if anyone can shed some light on the situation.


Did it mean a thing to them?
He questions whether his attackers had any motive or reason.


What can make a mind like that?
The artist is baffled by the mentality of someone who could commit such a violent act.


Those forty stitches helped him over
The artist receives medical attention, but is still left with a physical and emotional scar.


Who can live life over his shoulder?
He questions how he can stay vigilant to prevent such an attack from happening again.


He tried to put it in his past
The singer tries to forget about the traumatic event and move on with his life.


And flew safe home back to Belfast
He is glad to leave London and return home to Northern Ireland.


They never knew him at all
The attackers did not know the singer, and did not care about him as a person.


Never knew him
The singer was attacked for no reason.


Tried to kill him
The attackers were prepared to take the singer's life.




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Written by: GORDON ARCHER OGILVIE, JAKE BURNS

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