The church bell rings, an old drunk sings A young girl hocks her wedding ring Down on Rain Street Down the alley, the icewagon flew Picked up a stiff that was turning blue The local kids were sniffin' glue There ain't much else for kids to do Down Rain Street Father McGreer buys an ice-cold beer And a short for Father Loyola Father John's got the clap again He's drinking Coca-Cola Down on Rain Street Bless me Father, I have sinned I got pissed and I got pinned And God can't help the state I'm in Down on Rain Street There's a Tesco on the sacred ground Where I pulled her knickers down While Judas took his measly price As Saint Anthony gazed in awe at Christ Down on Rain Street I gave my love a goodnight kiss I tried to take a late-night piss But the toiled moved, so again I missed Down Rain Street I sat on the floor and watched TV Thanking Christ for the BBC A stupid fucking place to be Down Rain Street I took my Eileen by the hand "Walk with me" was her command I dreamt we were walking on the strand Down Rain Street That night Rain Street went on for miles That night on Rain Street, somebody smiled (Rain Street) (Rain Street) (Rain Street)