Dirty Old Town

I met my love by the gas works wall

Dreamed a dream by the old canal

I kissed my girl by the factory wall

Dirty old town, dirty old town

I heard a siren from the docks

Saw a train set the night on fire

I smelled the breeze on the smoky wind

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Clouds are drifting across the streets

Cats are prowling on their beat

Springs a girl on the streets at night

Dirty old town, dirty old town

I'm going to make me a big sharp axe - axe!

Shining steel tempered in the fire

Ill cut you down like an old dead tree

Dirty old town, dirty old town

I met my love by the gas works wall

Dreamed a dream by the old canal

I kissed my girl by the factory wall

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town