London 1888

It's grim it's dark it's very late It's London 1888

The girls on the street are tempting fate.

London streets turn red from brown

Jack the ripper is in town.

Their all after business and don't really care

They don't know the evil waiting there

In the mist and fog he hides from you

Their worst nightmares are coming true.

It's a gloomy night in London town

No-one seems to be around

Annie heads for home 

Little does she know she's not alone.

Mary's drunk she starts to roam

Her night is done she's heads for home 

The alleyways are all so black

In one of them there waits Jack.