Yeah, street level   Oh oh yeah, that's it..   Right there   At street level   That's it that's it that's it   Yeah oh tunes heavy   At street level   That's it that's it that's it yeah.. oh oh right there      Who's round is it?   Down that beer quick smash my glass back down fall over the table   All rowdy and pissed   Seems the only difference between mid week shit and weekend is how loud I speak   And whether I try to pull a girlfriend   That's it who's got dough?   Hey, you know I'd pay but I'm broke, only got coinage to show   Putting off walking home on my own to my thrown   Two empty takeaways ashtrays and remains of the day stoned   Pick a bottle off the table, peel the label tell a fable   Offer opinion for free and a solution to the latest big news story   Football and smut daily as I ponder winning the lottery   Buy a drink, chat to a lady, the girls well fit definitley, not maybe, she's rude I'd shag her and make tea right there      At street level   That's it that's it that's it   Yeah oi heavy, heavy   At street level   That's it that's it that's it yeah.. oh oh      Can't lounge in the boozer all day, got manouvers to make   Gotta see a man about a dog, can't be late, I'm always late   Raining cats and fog but nice and dry in the black dog   Down it in one my son, can't sit here, gotta run.. things need done   If they don't win this and the next run they getting relegated to the third division   At street level, real people saying repeated sequal   Rock and roll fall to the floor like last night, yesterday morning   And the night before and the night before      Apparently there's a whole world out there somewhere   it's right there, right there   I just don't see it, I just don't see it, oi oi      At street level   That's it that's it that's it   Yeah, oi street level      At street level   That's it that's it that's it   yeah oi oi heavy.. heavy   Lock the door on your way out