You step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain you hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
But the horns they're blowing that sound
Way on down south, way on down south, London town
Knofler describes finding the place playing Hot Jazz and delving inside. There isn't much of a crowd though; too much competition from the other music joints. Still, the horns are hot and he decides to stay and listen.