"Manchester" lyrics

Oldham streets built to bruise
Freckled face and a pair of shuffling shoes
Hot pink and red, rain and booze
Running fast past the cotton mill crews
Darkness creeps through the halls
Till the walls come tumbling down
You hold my hand, I can tell
Heart beats fast through the streets downtown

I would throw it all away and choose
If I could have been born three blocks from you
And we burn this city to the ground

Manchester ruins like a ghost
With its rattling chains and it moans
Heron mill, bricks and lead
Terraced homes hot pink and red

I would throw it all away and choose
If I could have been born three blocks from you
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
From you ooh ooh

And we burn this city to the ground
And we burn this city to the ground
And we burn this city to the ground
To the ground
To the ground