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.