We didn't have no where to live, / we didn't have nowhere to go / 'til someone said /
'i know this place off burditt road.' / it was on the fifteenth floor, / it had
A board across the door. / it took an hour / to pry it off and get inside. / it smelt as
If someone had died; / the living-room was full of flies, / the kitchen sink was blocked,
/ the bathroom sink not there at all. / ooh, / it's a mess alright, / yes it's / mile end.
/ and now we're living in the sky! / I'd never thought I'd live so / high, / just like
Heaven / (if it didn't look like hell.) / the lift is always full of piss, / the fifth
Floor landing smells of fish / (not just on friday, / every single other day.) / below the
Kids come out tonight, / they kick a ball and have a fight / and maybe shoot somebody if
They lose at pool. / ooh, / it's a mess alright, / yes it's / mile end. / [mumbled
Mutterings... you love it...] / oo-ooh / nobody wants to be your friend / 'cause you're
Not from round here, / ooh / as if that was / something to be proud about. / the pearly
King of the isle of dogs / feels up children in the bogs. / down by the playing fields, /
Someone sets a car on fire I guess you have to go right down / before you understand just
How, / how low, / how low a human being can go. / ooh, / it's a mess alright, / yes it's /
Mile end. / (don't do that! leave it out!) / bababa... / lalala...