London City's Southside Tenements
Rusty cans, broken cars, cracked cement
Someone blocked the drains, someone's smashed a vent
In a southside. . . A Southside Tenement

London City's Southside Tenements
Flags are flying for some royal event
People hanging out the St. Paul's windows
Linin' up on the pavements and on The High Street
And on City Road and from Crossfields
And the Southside Tenements.

I get restive, I got to leave
Take the shortcut home, 
Past the arches, by the railway
Where an' old friend swears that he could save me
For a crazy boy he's okay
For a southside. . . A southside cavalcade
Hear the haunted. . . the haunted serenader
Fading from the southside 
The Southside Tenements

Sleepwalkin' to The Oxford Arms
No-one noticing warehouse alarms
Slamming dominoes in the back bar 
Safe from harm, by The Tenements
The Southside Tenements

London City Southside Tenements
Cops say my kids are thieves
They say "The Bill are bent"
I dunno, I'm only sharin' rent
In a southside
A Southside Tenement.

London City's Southside Tenements
Broken parts, broken hearts, cracked cement
Some spray-can words 'bout love an' gold - remember 
them?
And a madman cryin' "Nobody's condemned"
Not even Southside, Southside Tenements
And I remember Southside Tenements.