Corstorphine you're unsound but you're kind Corstorphine your state housing and flakey signs
The street wrapped around on itself They called it a crescent Gave birth to a cul-de-sac they suckled on the hillside's bosom Men played rugby league on the field by the chip shop Streetfighter was occupied fulltime but the school wasn't
There's a quarry up the road in Blackhead There's a quarry up the road in Blackhead
Corstorphine you're unsound but you're kind Corstorphine your state housing and flakey signs
Suddenly one day there was a police line across the cul-de-sac The little old lady next door said someone had been stabbed So I rode my tricycle, straight back home And asked my parents "What is a stabbed?"
There's a quarry up the road in Blackhead Yeah, there's a quarry up the road in Blackhead
Corstorphine you're unsound but you're kind Corstorphine your state housing and flakey signs