And that's your own your own your own
My father when I was younger
Took me up on to the hill
That looks down on the city smog
And above the factory spill
He said now this is where I come
When I wanted to be free
But he never was in his lifetime
But these words stuck with me hey
And so I ran from all of this
And I climbed that highest hill
I looked down on to my life
Above the factory spill
I looked down onto my life
As the family disgrace
Then all my friends on the starting line
Their wages off to chase
Yes and all my friends and all their jobs
All the bloody waste
Chorus
Well well when I grew up,
Learned to love and laugh
Circled A's on the underpass
The noise we thought would never stop
Died a death when the punks grew up
And we choked on all our dreams
We resalled all our fears
Running through the heartless concrete streets
Chasing our ideas Run
And all the problems of the world
Won't be solved by this guitar
And they won't stop coming either
By the life I've had so far
And the bright lights of my home town
Won't be getting any dimmer
Though their calling has receded
Like some old distant singer
And they don't look so appealing
To the eyes of this poor sinner
Chorus
There's only one way of life And that's your own your own your own My father when I was younger Took me up on to the hill That looks down on the city smog And above the factory spill He said now this is where I come When I wanted to be free But he never was in his lifetime But these words stuck with me hey And so I ran from all of this And I climbed that highest hill I looked down on to my life Above the factory spill I looked down onto my life As the family disgrace Then all my friends on the starting line Their wages off to chase Yes and all my friends and all their jobs All the bloody waste Chorus Well well when I grew up, Learned to love and laugh Circled A's on the underpass The noise we thought would never stop Died a death when the punks grew up And we choked on all our dreams We resalled all our fears Running through the heartless concrete streets Chasing our ideas Run And all the problems of the world Won't be solved by this guitar And they won't stop coming either By the life I've had so far And the bright lights of my home town Won't be getting any dimmer Though their calling has receded Like some old distant singer And they don't look so appealing To the eyes of this poor sinner Chorus Explain Request ×
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