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John Waite

Genres: Rock

Union Jack Lyrics - John Waite

Missin' at school, bustin' the rules, hates everything in sight 

Needs some new shoes, dad's on the booze, she's never there 

Far away kid, all on his own, can't tell the wrong from right 

Thin as a rake, tough as a nail tonight, tonight 

Here are your hopes for the future you'll see 

If you hang 'round the neck of a loser like me 

 

There's no one else in your life, you don't need anyone 

Come with me in the night, I will give you the matches 

I will make you complete, won't you please come with me? 

I won't ask you again, I can give you the hopes of a younger man 

 

In the night, we can hear, I'm your friend and what's more 

I will give you what you've been looking for 

Yes, I can give you what you've been looking for 

Should I run, should I take it, should I go or should I stay? 

Who shall I admire in this game that we play? 

 

I wanna be somebody someday, living my life away 

But I can't find a job, I can't pay the rent 

Police are always breathing down my neck 

And there's no way out, there's no way out no more 

 

Under this flag, we're all Union Jacks 

And there's no home for the brave and there's no way back 

We are the obeyer, we are the law 

In stained boots, a knify blue, hello, hello, hello 

 

With fire in my heart and you along beside me 

We'll burn down all the schools 

The torment and nothing better than to live by all the rules 

Made by the rules, ain't classes so? 

The scales are just as stiff and the flavor of the growin' mart 

 

Under this flag, we're all Union Jacks 

And there's no home for the brave and there's no way back 

We are the obeyer, we are the law 

In stained boots, a knify blue, hello, hello, hello 

 

With fire in my heart and you along beside me 

We'll burn down all the schools 

The torment and nothing better than to live by all the rules 

Made by the rules, ain't classes so? 

The scales are just as stiff and the flavor of the growin' mart 

 

Under this flag, we're all Union Jacks 

And there's no home for the brave and there's no way back 

Under this flag, we're all Union Jacks 

And there's no home for the brave and there's no way back tonight 

Here are your hopes for the future you'll see 

You're like me, we're all Union Jacks 

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