As the city asleep

Shares it dreams and desires

Every wish that we keep

Will trace a line to other times, other places

Though the song of the proud

Howls and dies, never fall for degeat

Take a trip to reprieve

Every hour they leave

>From Killermont Street



Drink a drink to before

And our memories spill

Adding on as they pour

>From our Saturdays and secret sensations

Drink a drink to tonight

Whisky words tumble down in the street

With the pain that they cure

Sentimentally yours

>From Killermont Street



And with collar upturned

I made it south to see

That the love I had spurned

Was just the hate in me



As the ships and the steel

Slip away to the cry of 'compete'

There's a message for us

We can get there by bus

>From Killermont Street