Lonesome Street Lyrics - Blur

What do you got?

Mass produced in somewhere hot

You'll have to go on the Underground

To get things done here

(And then you have to see)

If you need a yellow duck, service done

This is a place to come to,

Or, well, it was

I know a hot spot oh oh

Crossing on the guillotine

And if you have nobody left to rely on

I'll hold you in my arms and let you drift

It's got to be that time again

And June, June will be over soon again

So get yourself up, get a past glitch on your way

There's nothing to be ashamed of

Taking off again

The 514 to East Grinstead

(You've sent me off to see) (we're going up, up, up, up, up)

Coursing on our greatest night

And talking types will let us down, again

Talk, talk on your arse all night

You wanna be there

Step inside the tarmac ride

To the land that crime forgot

Oh, just don't go there

Cracks inside the tarmac ride

To the land that crime forgot, oh no

And if you have nobody left to rely on

I'll hold you in my arms and let you drift

Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh

Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh

Lonesome Street, ooh

Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh

Lonesome Street, ooh

Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh.