Pollokshields

When I go out

in the sun

pretty ladies

come up

Well I like it

They're like nuns

You know restriction is half the fun

I bumped into

Mr. Frost

He says you went to Russia

He's been lost

He's gotta big head

full of hope

It's in the garden

where it lives with his folks

Hey hey hey

Chelsea Hotel

did it ring my bell?

I'd rather be

In Pollock Shields

With all my friends

and Billy Ian (?)

who who who

Now if you're on Kaye Street

Listen up

You hear midnight

hit the drum

We call Mike them

Cause you rock

but only after midnight, only after 12 o'clock.

Hey Hey Hey

Chelsea Hotel

did it ring my bell?

I'd rather be

In Pollock Shields

With all my friends

and Billy Ian (?)

Ahhh ahhhh

ahhhhh ahhh

Now there's no bars there for you guys

and no chapels to sadden your eyes

But Ms. Lyndsay and Ms. Babs are dressing up like Muslims

Someones gonna shoot them

bury them in the shades

hey hey hey

Chelsea Hotel

did it ring my bell?

I'd rather be

In Pollock Shields

With all my friends

but Billy Ian (?)

With all my friends

but Billy Ian (?)

With all my friends

but we're missing Jim

who who who