Lonesome Street

　　Lonesome Street - 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

　　Service done

　　This is a place to come to,or,well,it was

　　I know a hot spot

　　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 you, you will be over soon again

　　So get yourself up, get past on your way

　　There's nothing to be ashamed of

　　Taking off again

　　The 514 to East Grinstead

　　You've set me off

　　And talking types will let us down

　　Talk, talk, on your arse all night

　　You wanna be there

　　Step inside the tarmac ride

　　To the land that time forgot

　　Oh, let's just 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

　　Going down to Lonesome Street

　　Lonesome Street

　　Going down to Lonesome Street

　　Lonesome Street

　　Going down to Lonesome Street