Life from a window
I'm just taking in the view
Life from a window
Watching everyone around you

With me there's no room for the future
With me there's no room with a view at all

And now for those of you watching in black and white, this one is in Technicolor

All that rugby puts hairs on your chest
What chance have you got against a tie and a crest

Sitting on the train
You're nearly there
You're a part of the production line

I wanna say, I wanna tell you
About the young ideas

We have the power to control the whole land
You never must question our motives or plans

If you gave me a dream for my pocket
You'd be plugging in the wrong socket

I've got a pocket full of pretty green
I'm going to put it in the fruit machine

I wish this grave would open up and swallow me alive

To touch your face in the morning light
I hope you're always gonna be around

I've a little money and a take away curry
I'm on my way home to my wife

Hi,

How are things in your little world
I hope they're going well, and you are too

Love’s with a passion called hate
And what you give is what you get

But you find out life isn't like that
It's so hard to comprehend

So nice to see you tonight,
And I'm, so glad that you came

I realize I should have stuck to my guns
Instead shit out to be one of the bastard sons

The place I love is a million miles away
It's too far for the eye to see

Morning run 🛵🛵🛵

Reliving my youth 😃

Think of Edward, still at college

Paint splattered walls and the cry of a tomcat

My hard earned dough goes on bills and the larder

Your precious love, that means so much

Seen you before, I know your sort

Life from a window, I'm just taking in the view

Liza Radley, see the girl with long hair

The place I love is a million miles away

In your white lace and your wedding bells

To either cut down on beer or the kids new gear

Why are you frightened, can't you see that it's you

Saturdays boys live life with insults

We're just the next generation of the emotionally crippled

Puts up the closed sign does the man in the corner shop

We stole from the schools and their libraries

Whatcha trying to say that you haven't tried to say before

I look in the mirror, but I can't be seen

All that rugby puts hairs on your chest
What chance have you got against a tie and a crest

All I see, the more I know
The more I know, the less I understand

Love’s with a passion called hate
And what you give is what you get

She kissed my face and said love means nothing at all

Now autumn's breeze blows summer's leaves through my life
Twisted and broken dawn, no days with sunlight

I ended up with a preacher
Full of lies and hate
I seemed to scare him a little
So he showed me to the golden gate

Leaves start falling
Come down is calling
Loneliness starts sinking in

I'll take on anyone
Ain't scared of a bloody nose
Drink 'til I drop down
With one eye on my clothes

Well if the brass bands play and feet start to pound

Same old feeling everytime I see you
And every avenue I walk I'm behind you