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.

Everybody's dreaming

Everybody's scheming

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 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...