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