As a student I sought accommodation,

To fight Yorkshire winters on my own,

A vital part of my education,

Apt preparation for what life has shown:

A two up, two down on Burley Road.

 

Back-to-backs in tight formation,

In narrow streets deprived of light,

Where desperate families in a constant fight,

Showed cobble-stoned determination,

Selling their souls just to make ends meet,

To eke out a living on Leeds mean streets.

 

Though I have moved around, from place to place.

I have lived my life on Burley Road,

Clinging grimly on, in survival mode,

With snowstorms to battle and bills to face,

I turned my back on the human race,

And huddled in front of Life’s fireplace.