#104 DIRTY OLD TOWN
I met my Alove by the gasworks hall,
dreamed the Ddream by the old Acanal.
I kissed my girl by the factory wall.
Diry old Etown, dirty old f#town!
Clouds are drifting across the moon,
cats are prowling on their beat.
Strings a girl from the streets at night.
Dirty old town, dirty old town!
I hear a siren from the docks,
I saw a train set the night on fire.
I smell the spring from the smoky wind.
Dirty old town, dirty old town!
I’m going to make me a good sharp axe,
shining steel tempered in the fire.
I’ll chop you down like an old dead tree.
Dirty old town, dirty old town!