We used to play on Saxon Street  Outside Gino's after school  That's where we'd meet  Wearing black boots on latin feet  on Saxon Street  At school they'd told us  how they'd rule the world  Then they'd smother us with their flag unfurled  And I kissed my first girl  On Saxon Street  Francesca against the window  She would press her nose  She would have loved to have been with us  But they made her mind her clothes  and I'd be brave  I'd stand and watch from outside  She'd always try and make me go  But I'd never try to hide.  We used to play on Saxon Street  Outside Gino's after school  That's where we'd meet  Wearing black boots on latin feet  on Saxon Street  Some of us run businesses  And some of us are in jail  And most of us, quite frequently  Upon a cross, get nailed  And I ask myself where am I now  And if you walked beside me  Would you realise who I was  Would you recognise me  Would it be something you were feeling  Way deep down, that told you  We used to play on Saxon Street  Outside Gino's after school  That's where we'd meet  Wearing black boots on latin feet  on Saxon Street