All the streets are blue And be shadowed today On my own, walking in sub rain The street looks good today Good luck to all that sail On the buses going the wrong way I'm on my own On my own Sat in the street All the advertisements Walk round a corner Padded junk mail and bills In a big pile delay The blue street is looking good on my way What do I see? Cause I'm on my own, again And I'm on my own I'm on my own The steps look different today On my own On my own The government The government is Blair's But I'm walking down the street And the web feather sound too red I'm on my own I'm spoken for, no 'Cause I'm on my own again Take a left to street of dark and blue 'Cause on my own again I'm on my own Streets filled with foam And they say "It's a great day today In the city of the quiet"