Down that road
There's a man who's lived his whole life inside a rubber shoe
He doesn't know what to do
And young girls spend their life
Calling him outside with a bag of coins
He doesn't know what to do
When the sun shines like buttercup, he laces up his tiny home
He makes for a new life in the city
[Chorus]
Forgetting the black skies
Open your heart, show us who you are
Forgetting the black skies
Open your heart, show us who you are
[Verse 2]
Oh and I, I waste
So much time signing dotted lines in the bank each day
Oh yes I do, silly me
And I see young men waste their youth acting all uncouth in the back of the bar
Somewhere deep down in the city
[Chorus]
Forgetting the black skies
Open your heart, show us who you are
Forgetting the black skies
Open your heart, show us who you are
[Bridge]
And when the policeman comes for him
I hope he's got his piece of paper
So he can prove that he is who he is
He's alive and nobody could say different
It'd be a shame if you were a no-one
And you had to be sent back to nowhere
To nowhere, to nowhere
[Outro]
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na
And that's what I was, and I was
And oh...
[Verse 1] Down that road There's a man who's lived his whole life inside a rubber shoe He doesn't know what to do And young girls spend their life Calling him outside with a bag of coins He doesn't know what to do When the sun shines like buttercup, he laces up his tiny home He makes for a new life in the city [Chorus] Forgetting the black skies Open your heart, show us who you are Forgetting the black skies Open your heart, show us who you are [Verse 2] Oh and I, I waste So much time signing dotted lines in the bank each day Oh yes I do, silly me And I see young men waste their youth acting all uncouth in the back of the bar Somewhere deep down in the city [Chorus] Forgetting the black skies Open your heart, show us who you are Forgetting the black skies Open your heart, show us who you are [Bridge] And when the policeman comes for him I hope he's got his piece of paper So he can prove that he is who he is He's alive and nobody could say different It'd be a shame if you were a no-one And you had to be sent back to nowhere To nowhere, to nowhere [Outro] Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na And that's what I was, and I was And oh... Explain Request ×
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