It was a filthy block of flats
Trash was on the floor
A stink was in my nose
Hinges off the doors
She took me in her room
All was spic 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 we made sweet love
Follow it up
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
Follow it up
In this strange grey town
The paint is peeling
And the sky turned brown
The bankers are wankers
Every Thursday night
They just vomit on that ground
And the rain fell down
The cold grey town
And the phone kept ringing
And we made sweet love
And we made sweet love
Ooh, everybody's dreaming
Ooh, everybody's scheming
Ooh, oh
Until the rain fall down
She cooked me up some eggs
Then she made some tea
Kissed me on the cheek
And I turned on her TV
It was all the usual crap
All the usual sleaze
For two thousand quid
Some bimbo spilled the beans, yeah
And the rain fell down
On the cold grey town
And the phone kept ringing
And we made sweet love
And we made sweet love
Yeah
And the rain fell down
And we made
And we made
And we made
Sweet love
And the phone kept
The phone kept
Ringing, yeah
Yeah
And the phone kept ringing
The phone
Kept ringing
Yeah
And the rain
Rain
Rain
Rain
Rain
Rain
Rain
Rain
Rain