(solo) HOOK Old Street, number 28, Train goes by, clack-clack, shake the place. Life is good, but the streets go wild, Don’t know who’s playing who tonight. VERSE Old walls, cold floor, Train shakes the door. Lights flash, people talk, Crazy nights, long walks. Money good, life looks nice, But everybody’s rolling dice. Train goes by, shake the ground, Too much madness all around. HOOK Old Street, number 28, Train goes by, clack-clack, shake the place. Life is good, but the streets go wild, Don’t know who’s playing who tonight. (solo) Old Street, number twenty-eight, Train goes clack-clack, rattlin’ the gate. Whole ground shakes but the lifestyle’s great, Everybody moves crooked—you can’t tell who’s fake. Old world, cold walls, smoke in the air, Everybody got a story, nobody plays fair. Train rolls by, make the whole block vibrate— Twenty-eight on Old Street, welcome to the chaos state. HOOK Old Street, number 28, Train goes by, clack-clack, shake the place. Life is good, but the streets go wild, Don’t know who’s playing who tonight. (solo)
