Well I married me a wife. She gave me trouble all my life. Ran me out in the cold rain and snow. The rain and snow, rain and snow. Ran me out in the cold rain and snow.
There's nothing new. In this sad story. The slaughter of innocence. Without glory. At the foot of your hill. Without warning. The centre of operations.
There's only one way of life. And that's your own. . My father when I was younger. Took me up on to the hill. That looked down on the city smog. Above the factory spill.
Been some places in my time. Seen some faces down the line. Nothing like you, ain't nothing like you. Nothing like you, ain't nothing like you. . North wind blowing cracks my lips.
So I find myself among. The brave Southseastern hills. Running like a madman on the moor. Let the sweet Atlantic rain. Wash away my youth. The Men-An-Tol shone strangely in the storm.
There's one too many, two too many holes. Getting bigger in the garden wall. And the people looking in are getting busy,getting bad. Trying to suss it all.
Wasting time at nowhere very special. Seems almost a part of it these days. I know every crack along the pavement. I remember what you said in '88. . You said: 'It's time to leave this town.
Do you fancy a drink,. Just the one,. To clear your head,. We won't be long.. It's a beautiful day,. To waste away,. There's plenty of time,. For another one..
They took me to the battlefield. Saw the mushroom clouds. Said 'I can see the colors. Even when my head is bowed'. And they showed me the destruction.
Julie was a lonely girl. She said she was born that way. She always felt that way. She left home at age sixteen. . Got a job what you're supposed to do.
There's a young boy in the queue. Not much else for him to do. He's had a drink, he's had a few. Down the pub on Hope Street. . Dear old lady, you're looking thin.
You know the sky is blue. And the wind cuts right through. The sun shines on you alone. Every step takes you nearer, nearer home. And I love the river.
You know the sky is blue. And the wind cuts right through. The sun shines on you alone. Every step takes you nearer, nearer home. And I love the river.
Pushed from the start. Do it right and maybe you'll take a part. Call a spade a spade. . Put on your blinkers maybe then you'll be made. To walk the streets.
Car horns and rumba music. Through the city's broken heart. Is this the devil's. Own back yard. . It was forty years ago. That the gangster he fell. To a rag, bag of men.
You smile at the rain. While counting your change. That's what you do. Take a walk in the town. That saw you drown. That's what you do. Chance come and make me.
Come onto me, it's easy for a long life. Don't be denied forever under the night. Come along. To be this free. Is what you want to. . Breaking the line forever under the sun.