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Well, we travelled in from Rochdale

With a beatbox and a mat

And we breakdanced for pennies

That you placed in our hat

And we came down and visited

Two or three times a week

For the wonders and wares

Of Market Street

And we may bring the kids

To town for a treat

And always, we’ll drag them

Down Market Street

And we loved 50 Cent

We sure loved Jay-Z

We were East Coast, never West Coast

On Market Street

On Market Street

Those Salford lads came

And we chased them to Bridge Street and

Back home again

On Market Street

The home of the brave

Where the Dentons and the Gortons and

Hydes came to save

Well, we travelled in from Wigan (Wigan)

And we journeyed in from Leigh

And we headed straight for Poundland

In our hands, just 50p

And we came in from St. Helens

We looked like peasants, looked like serfs

Like a deal or a bargain

Is why we’re here on this earth

And we’re gypsy, we’re Romany

Readers of palms

We’ve tattoos of daughters

And sons on our arms

And why we’re on Earth

It’s obvious, you see

Is to shop till we drop

On Market Street

On Market Street

Those Salford lads came

And we chased them to Bridge Street and

Back home again

On Market Street

The home of the brave

Where the Dentons and the Gortons and

Hydes came to save

And we drifted in from Oldham (Oldham)

And we drifted in by bus

'Cause those beggars and those buskers

They’re just like one of us

They’re both charming and disarming

With just a fraction of deceit

All the champions and heavyweights

Of Market Street

And we came in from nowhere

By bus, train, and tram

We’re Manchester’s finest

We don’t give a damn

'Cause Manchester’s finest

Are not the police

It’s the grafters and the jibbers

Right under your feet

On Market Street

Those Salford lads came

And we chased them to Bridge Street and

Back home again

On Market Street

The home of the brave

Where the Dentons and the Gortons and

Hydes came to save

On Market Street

On Market Street

We’ll browse and we’ll wander

Till dead on our feet

On Market Street

On Market Street

We’ll always meander down

Down Market Street

Well, we ventured in from Milnrow (Milnrow)

And we jetted in from Shaw

None of us had yet decided

As we began our little tour

What on earth we’d ever purchase

Who on earth we’d even see

That’s the magic and mystery

That’s Market Street

And from Milnrow and Shaw

You follow bright lights

And bare-knuckle dating

On Saturday nights

But Monday to Friday

We’re part of elite

The hob-knobbing robbers

Of Market Street

On Market Street

Those Salford lads came

And we chased them to Bridge Street and

Back home again

On Market Street

The home of the brave

Where the Dentons and the Gortons and

Hydes came to save

On Market Street

On Market Street

We’ll browse and we’ll wander

Till dead on our feet

On Market Street

On Market Street

We’ll always meander down

Down Market Street

And we all the knew the lads from the Roses

Back when they had nowt

And we knew Ricky Hatton

A decade before his first bout

And we threw the first punch

We strummed the first chord

And we lived on their manor

Before they were lord

Now the fortunes have changed

And they won’t let us in

And we’re outside arena

With a battered old tin

And for the singer and the boxer, I bet

Life’s still pretty sweet

But for the rest of us, hope still resides

Down Market Street

For the rest of us, hope still resides

Down Market Street

For the rest of us, hope still resides

Down Market Street…

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