Got a wine soaked heart. And whisky soaked lips. Don't know how to get to you. But I know how to get my kicks. Out in the cold and damp. Out on the streets just like a tramp. There's a siren in the distance. And its screaming my name. Blood side out. I can't win. I'm down again. Something illegal is on my mind. But it ain't murder. Took all I can take I ain't broke I might break. Don't go no further. These streets they're littered with faces the same. And all these strangers have no names. Blood side out. I'm going in. I'm down again. Got a wine soaked heart. And whisky soaked lips. The country may be in your bones. But the city's in your hips. There's a siren in the distance. Screaming my name. Blood side out. Will it ever end. I'm down again