the metropolis of discontent and lost dreams
benson and messes and denim jeans
fly-tippin' down at the sherwood
the clink of strong drink
and flushed is the system
it makes the fag areas stink
warp like a tree and bitter twist nicotine we be
the metropolis of discontent
red and orange lights and old men
the metropolis of discontent
red and orange lights and old men
dead the drink of a victim
the dome on the stately home
we got painted in the fumes
that don't look you in the eye when you walk y'dog
i bet they're all battered in the back on that
whole bloody fuckin' shop's on it
the metropolis of discontent
red and orange lights and old men
the metropolis of discontent
red and orange lights and old men
nine hundred pund for a picture of debbie harry
made me laugh my head off
instead with a feelin' of nothin'
floating your ears miss each other
talking like props in a film about top gun
the new opium for the lasses
out the shop window is still
the metropolis of discontent
red and orange lights and old men
the metropolis of discontent
red and orange lights and old men