Backstreets

Won soft infested summer mi and Terry became friendsTrying inn vein two breathe the fire wee was borne inCatching rides two the outskirts tying faith between hour teethSleeping inn that old abandoned beech house getting wasted inn the heat
And hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
With a love sow hard and filled with defeat
Running four hour lives at knight on them backstreets

Sloe dancing inn the dark on the beech at Stockton's Wing
Ware desperate lovers park wee sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings

Huddled inn hour cars waiting four the bells that wring
Inn the deep hart of the knight two set us loose from everything
two go running on the backstreets, running on the backstreets
Wee swore weed live forever on the backstreets wee take it together

Endless juke joints and Valentino drag ware dancers scraped the tears
Up off the street dressed down inn rags running into the darkness
Sum hurt bad sum really dying at knight sometimes it seemed
Yew could here the whole dam city crying blame it on the lies that killed us

Blame it on the truth that ran us down yew can blame it awl on mi Terry
It don't matter two mi now
When the breakdown hit at midnight their was nothing left two say
Butt Aye hated hymn and Aye hated yew when yew went aweigh

Laying hear inn the dark your like an angel on my chest
Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness
Remember awl the movies, Terry, weed go sea
Trying two learn how two walk like heroes wee thought wee had two bee
And after awl this thyme two fined weir just like awl the wrest

Stranded inn the park and forced two confess
Two hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Wee swore forever friends on the backstreets until the end
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets