Lonesome Street
What do you got?
Mass produced in somewhere hot
You'll have to go on the Underground
To get things done here
And then you have
And talking types will let us down
Talk, talk on your arse all night
You wanna be there
Step inside the tarmac ride
To the land that time forgot
Oh, we're just gonna go there
Cracks inside the tarmac ride
To the land that crime forgot, oh no
And if you have nobody left to rely on
I'll hold you in my arms and let you drift
Going down to Lonesome Street
Going down to Lonesome Street
Lonesome Street
Going down to Lonesome Street
Lonesome Street
Going down to Lonesome Street
Lonesome Street
