Tytuł: At The Edge

• Wykonawca: Stiff Little Fingers
• Wyświetleń: 203

Back when I was younger they were talking at me
  Never listened to a word I said
  Always yap yap yapping and complaining at me
  Made me think I'd be better off dead
  I don't want to talk about it
  I don't want to hear no lip
  Take your share don't shout about it
  That's your lot remember you're a kid
  
  They would always teach me that to swear was a sin
  Always speak your mind but not aloud
  Think of something that you want to do with your life
  Nothing that you like that's not allowed
  I've no time to talk about it
  All your stupid hopes and dreams
  Get your feet back on the ground son
  It's exams that count no football teams
  
  [Chorus:]
  And I'm running at the edge of their world
  They're criticising something they just can't understand
  Living on the edge of their town
  And I won't be shot down
  
  Taught me to defend myself and to be a man
  How to kick someone and run away
  Gave me everything that any young man could need
  But don't understand why I won't stay
  Here's your room and here's your records
  Here's your home and here you'll stay
  Here's somewhere I don't believe in
  Wish someone would take it all away
  
  [Chorus - repeat]