Frank Black

Dirty Old Town
I met a girl by the factory wall I dreamed a dream by the old canal And I kissed my girl by the factory wall Dirty old town Dirty old town Clouds adrift across the moon Cats are prowling on their beat Springs a girl from the street at night Dirty old town Another dirty old town I heard a siren on the dock I saw a train light the night on fire I smelled a spring on the smoky wind That dirty old town Dirty old town I'm going to build a good sharp axe Shining steel tempered in the fire And I'll cut you down like an old dead tree In that dirty old town Dirty old town In that dirty old town Dirty old town From Letras Mania