Hey, people down the street don?t know what?s goin? on. They don?t know where I?m going. They don?t know where I?m from. I?ve got no time to explain
corner It's not jealousy It's just you and me [Chorus] [Bridge] You've got too much dosh, you're everything I hate You talk all posh, you make me so irate You're so cock
Give me your hopes, give me your dreams Give me your conscience and your fears I'll keep them safe, I'll hold them dear And I'll believe in you When
Just another tour, just another gig, just another sound and lighting rig A rock n' roll show and a couple of beers but some of those boys had other ideas
With your hair so white you could light up the night Burning out like a shooting star From the stage to The Squeeze, from T.V. to striptease I loved
People say that life ain't fair And then they say what you give comes round the same What can you believe ? I say if you want passion in your life You
I used to think that the time would come When I?d sit on a beach, soaking up the sun I used to yearn for the lottery win And the riches tomorrow might
Well the country's burned down look at it smoulder I wanna live for today don't wanna get any older You can't show us nothing we don't wanna be shown
You got, you got, you know what You got, you got, you know what, How long can freedom last, when you got bird trouble and your sinking fast Well I heard
She?s a fully paid up, card carrying member Of the socially inept Ain?t got no air or graces Just a sense of self loathing She?s lost all self respect
It seems so long, so many years, since that old school song echoed in my ears. You made plans - I played in a Band. You wanted flowers an walks in
There are people who know everything about you Every place that you've been every job you do State of health state of mind it's the world today It's
Tower blocks we lived in all come tumbling down Moved out to another slum in another part of town Playing football in the street and pissing in the lift
Well I ain?t change not as such A little bit wiser but not that much I might be a little out of touch But I?ve still got something to say And I
When she's hot it's the heat of a burning at the stake And when she's cold it's the chill of a frozen Moscow lake And when she smiles is it real or the
Got drunk on Friday night, woke up Sunday morning. His bag's by the front door, there's no final warning. She thrown in all his clothes and all reasoning
Years of being told you ain't as good as us Join the line, sign your name And they all said that our country's going bust But no-one's fooling us again