Show me your stone washed eyes
Blinking in the gaze of the traffic lights
Show me your stretched out arms
Where the criss cross scars illuminate the night
Two loose limbs hanging by our side
In need of a fix to mend the time
Down through the underpass
Beneath the elephant and castle we stop to cry
By the Roxy to the railway lines
Where jacked up junkies
Are laying side by side
Their ruined faces and lonely cries
Trace the story of their lives
Morning comes and the sun will rise
And we retreat into our homes like vampires
To the council blocks and sky rise
Where the stitched up wives
And battered child wait and cry
A ragged doll hanging by her side
Reminds her of a happier time
And this ain't right oh this ain't wrong
But this life is all we've got
And this ain't right oh this ain't wrong
But this life is all we've got
This life is all we've got