Sheffield Street

Roaring down Sheffield Street
Stomping wet cobbles down below my feet
And I can't stand what I know is true
Can't stand anyway from the pills and booze

An angel's kiss, taste lips of salt
Cry though tumbling dice, snake eyes and your own fault
A whisper's left, told what is true
Can't stand anyway from the pills and booze

Roaring down Sheffield Street
Stomping wet cobbles down below my feet
And I can't stand what I know is true
Can't stand anyway from the pills and booze