| Levellers | |
| Zeitgeist | |
| Hope Street | |
| There's a young boy in the queue | |
| Not much else her for him to do | |
| He has had a drink, he has had a few | |
| Down the pub on Hope Street | |
| Dear old lady you're looking thin | |
| Got a shopping bag with your life in | |
| Your old man's going through the bins | |
| So it goes on Hope Street | |
| Chorus | |
| Rain on me comes pouring down | |
| Clean the dirt off this old town | |
| Tell the sun to come around | |
| Show his face on Hope Street | |
| There's a fight right down the street | |
| The betting shop has got him beat | |
| Blew his money for the week | |
| On a horse called Hope Street | |
| There're no old faces out today | |
| Someone took them all away | |
| Cleaning up or so they say | |
| The dirty face of Hope street | |
| Chorus | |
| Every day I look at you | |
| Dressed up in you ties of blue | |
| Saying there's not much else that you can do | |
| To help the kids on Hope Street | |
| You don't seem to even care | |
| That it was you who put them there | |
| You seem to think they like it there | |
| Hanging out on Hope Street | |
| Chorus |