There's a young boy in the queue   Not much else for him to do   He's had a drink, he's had a few   Down the pub on Hope Street      Dear old lady, you're looking thin   Got a shopping bag with your life in   Your old man's going through the bins   So it goes out on Hope Street      Rain on me come pouring down   Clean the dirt off this old town   Tell the sun to come around   Show his face on Hope Street      There's a fight right down the street   The betting shop has got him beat   He blew his money for the week   On a horse called Hope Street      No old faces out today   Someone took them all away   Cleaning up or so they say   The dirty face of Hope Street      Rain on me come pouring down   Clean the dirt off this old town   Tell the sun to come around   Show his face on Hope Street      Rain on me come pouring down   Clean the dirt off this old town   Tell the sun to come around   Show his face on Hope Street      Everyday I look at you   Dressed up in your ties of blue   Saying there's not much you can do   Help the kids on Hope Street      They don't seem to even care   That it was you that put them there   You seem to think they like it there   Hanging out on Hope Street      Rain on me come pouring down   Clean the dirt off this old town   Tell the sun to come around   Show his face on Hope Street