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It was a filthy block of flats Trash was on the floor The stink was in my nose Hinges off the doors She took me in her room All was spick 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 me 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's turned brown The bankers are wankers and every Thursday night they just vomit on the 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 Then I turned on her tv It was all the usual crap All the usual sleeze For 10,000 quid Some bimbo spilled the beans And the rain fell down On the cold grey town And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love |
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