We used to play on Saxon Street

Outside Gino's after school

That's where we'd meet

Wearing black boots on latin feet

on Saxon Street



At school they'd told us

how they'd rule the world

Then they'd smother us with their flag unfurled

And I kissed my first girl

On Saxon Street



Francesca against the window

She would press her nose

She would have loved to have been with us

But they made her mind her clothes

and I'd be brave

I'd stand and watch from outside

She'd always try and make me go

But I'd never try to hide.



We used to play on Saxon Street

Outside Gino's after school

That's where we'd meet

Wearing black boots on latin feet

on Saxon Street



Some of us run businesses

And some of us are in jail

And most of us, quite frequently

Upon a cross, get nailed



And I ask myself where am I now

And if you walked beside me

Would you realise who I was

Would you recognise me

Would it be something you were feeling

Way deep down, that told you



We used to play on Saxon Street

Outside Gino's after school

That's where we'd meet

Wearing black boots on latin feet

on Saxon Street