Strikes and Gutters

Climbing the spire
When the storm waters rise
That’s where you’ll find me
Just above the flood
When the water fades
What left in the wake
Are words of the living
Whose feet escape the mud
Yeah, I got
Haters and lovers like
Strikes and gutters
Yeah, I got
Haters and lovers like
Strikes and gutters
Climbing the spire
Above the heat and the fire
That’s where you’ll find me
Just above the smoke
And in the ash of the blaze
When I’m clear of the haze
Rise the old lights
Turn from coal to gold
Yeah, I got
Haters and lovers like
Strikes and gutters
Yeah, I got
Haters and lovers like
Strikes and gutters
I cannot tell
I cannot tell
The good few
From the bad few
I cannot tell
I cannot tell
I want to
But it’s tough to
And time has shown
The more I know, I’m better off alone
Ooh…
Haters and lovers like
Strikes and gutters
Yeah, I got
Haters and lovers like
Strikes and gutters
Yeah, I got
Haters and lovers like
Strikes and gutters
I guess I got
Haters and lovers like
Strikes and gutters