all the hikers hike out for the highest peaks All the children watch the cricket and they never wash for weeks In the suburbs young protestors write "Black And
can kiss and whatever you want But you will be disappointed You will asleep with ants in your pants Judy, you're just trying to find and keep the dream of horses And
There's misery in all I hear and see From the people on TV After their tea when life begins again They'll be happier than me There are a thousand
all the punks and the hippies too And he remembers Roxy Music in seventy-two He doesn't understand and he doesn't try He knows there's something missing and
think what to do He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak And he hears his own voice For years and years he's done nothing but bow down and
In his blue velour and silk You liberated A boy I never rated And now he's throwing discuss For Liverpool and Widnes You liberated A boy I never rated And
up a storm in May Travel south until your skin turns, woman Travel south until your skin turns brown Put a language in your head and get on a train And
seen God in the sun, I've seen God in the street God before bed and the promise of sleep God in my dreams and the free ride of grace But it all disappears and
't sleep I keep feeling the lights So I think I should get up and call you, going to find you And it's fun Thinking of you like a movie star And it's
first You're my winter queen that disappeared Your hands grew cold You ran a mile from my wings I still heard you had a full flown view With lots of time And
lesson for the real world Seems so far away, the real world Up to the bigger school Trying not to be a fool Here I am new shoes and cagoule Look I'm
a man He's intellectual and he's hot but he understands The seconds move on (If you watch the clock) And the sky grows dark (If you're looking up) And
from the year you were born Tastes like kidnap and ransom and exile Somebody asked me what hell was like Somebody asked me for help Somebody asked me what hell was like Lunging and
Indie-cool queen Took me out of the bar And showed me the scene My little girl I can?t find She?s five hours behind Singer not the song And something
Love and pain and sorrow Keep the band together She was like my soul mate Whispered in my ear Love was playing music It was all we wanted Making plastic
I'm lucky, I can open the door and I can walk down the street Unlucky, I've got no place to go and so I follow my feet A choice is facing you, a healthy
Summer in winter Winter in springtime You heard the birds sing Everything will be fine I spent the summer wasting The time was passed so easily But if
Is it wicked not to care when they say that you?re mistaken Thinking hopes and lots of dreams that aren't there? Is it wicked not to care, when you've