New edit of Dirty Old Town

January 20, 2011

Dirty Old Town

Spreads out it’s streets like mechano

Train station, subway, shoe store, car

Dirty Old Town

Drinks in a bar

Swims through it’s dreams

Like chlorine and emeralds

Dirty Old Town

Watches TV

Dirty Old Town

Coffee and tea

Dirty Old Town

Sits on a bench

Bottles in bags

Giros for rent

Dirty Old Town

Considers a move

Doesn’t have the money

Doesn’t know the rules

Dirty Old Town

Sleeps with the moon

Gives money to charity

Buys the Big Issue

And Dirty Old Town

Gets out of a bus

Walks with the police

Sits with the bum

Dirty Old Town

Wants to throw up

But it sleeps and it wakes

And it dreams and it loves

And Dirty Old Town

Stands on the street

Smokes in the dark

In it’s skirt and it’s heels

Dirty Old town

Face like a mask

Dirty Old Town

Crawls in a car

And it sits in a house

And it counts out an ounce

It weighs and it sells

And it buys and it rants

But it rolls out it’s parks

It’s rivers and banks

It scatters it’s birds

Holds out it’s hands

But Dirty Old Town’s
Library’s closed down

Dirty Old Town’s
All Poundshops and brown

Dirty Old Town’s
Lost but it’s found:

A woman in love
A man with a dog

A guy with a saxophone
Playing in gloves

Lock me in

Till the milk man comes

Till they empty the bins

Till the trains leave home

Lock me in

Till the lorries have been

Till the windows are clean

And the rubbish is burnt

And it sleeps on it’s own

And it kisses it’s love

And the stars in the sky

And the moon up above

And the gasworks wall
And the old canal

It dreams a dream
Of a Dirty Old Town.

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