- Happy birthday.
- What are you doing?
- We're off!
- Off where?
Where do you think, young fella me lad?
lnto the headlines!
You might finally get that shag.
Oh, give up, stop chasing me(!)
- But you're coming back?
- What, come back to this?
The ghetto? Alleyways stinking of piss,
beggars in every doorway,
straights and students
coming to look at the freak show?
All the idiots saving all the stupid money
from their stupid jobs
to shoot their load with some stranger?
- (Thunder rumbles)
- Just you look after it,
this stupid little street.
lt's the middle of the world.
Cos on a street like this,
every single night,
anyone can meet anyone and
every night someone meets someone.
lt's all yours now.
All of them. All the poofs
and all the dykes
and all the people in between.
And this lot, they'll shag you,
they'll rob you.
Some of them might even love you.
And they'll all forget you in the end.
- Stick with your friends, you'll be fine.
- You fuck it up and l'll come back.
