Behind the gasworks after midnight
Mad Jane she holds a sweaty hand
And though the rain runs down the gutter
She dreams she hears the gasworks band
Somewhere Catherdral bells are screaming
As someone's dog answers a call
And in the back row of the empire
The phantom of the bingo hall
The phantom of the bingo hall [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/be_bop_deluxe/mill_street_junction.html ]
Meanwhile the miners on the night shift
Stand by the pit head in the cold
And though their faces look quite dirty
You know to them it feels like gold
A neon sign bleeds in the darkness
A thousand clubs for working men
But crazy Jane oh she's a mill girl
It's plain she's coming down again
It's plain she's coming down again
She's coming down again