It was a filthy block of flats Trash was on the floor A stink was in my nose Hinges off the doors
She took me in her room All was spic and span Fixed me up a drink Turned down all the lamps
And the rain fell down On the cold hard ground And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love
Why do we live in this strange grey town? They build it up and let it all fall down Feel like we're living in a battleground Everybody's jazzed
Why do we live in this strange grey town? The paint is peeling and the sky turned brown The bankers are wankers, every Thursday night They just vomit on that ground
And the rain fell down On the cold grey town And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love
Everybody's dreaming Everybody's scheming
Watching the rain fall down
She cooked me up some eggs Then she made some tea Kissed me on the cheek And I turned on her TV
It was all the usual crap All the usual sleaze For ten thousand quid Some bimbo spilled the beans, yeah
And the rain fell down On the cold wet town And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love
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