God Bless The Whores Of Rochester

Up behind the railings
On the dirty side of town
Where the river used to flood,
See 'em strolling up and down.

Underneath the railway bridge
They're jumping in the cold,
Slip sliding in the pigeon shit,
Laughing, flashing gold.

You really make my night,
You colour in the dark and grey.
Keep yourselves safe, my loves
And never, never go away.

Been here now a thousand years,
Though, the boats have long gone.
When every house was a whore house
And every shop was a flop

Now the council tell the cops
Turn this wicked town around
Things around here ain't decent anymore
Move 'em on, get 'em out!

You really make my night,
You colour in the dark and grey.
Keep yourselves safe, my loves
And never, never, never go away.