You never alter, you're always you Everything's breaking, but I don't care Smash the rest up, burn it down Put us in the corner 'cause we're into ideas
Take these edges, they're inside out No one will notice, they're looking elsewhere We can be honest, we call it off We've got the choice if it all goes wrong
We walk We walk We walk We walk
You see the changes in things that come It's how you deal with it when switching off Make a decision, a precondition We've got the choice if it all goes wrong
We walk We walk We walk We walk
Where nothing makes you feel good...
We've got the choice if it all goes wrong We walk We walk (if it all goes wrong) We walk We walk (if it all goes wrong)
We walk We walk (it makes you feel good, it makes you feel god) We walk We walk (when it all goes wrong)
How can they be tired of England? They'll never know the England that we know Never know where the ones with the dreams go, no Never notice the skies with their eyes down low
We'll never be tired of England United in rain in the cities To channel the pain and the pity's woe To carry them back to the place below
With the blues, the greys, the green, the brown, To lonely nights uptown Don't let them bring you down Lonely nights uptown Don't let them bring us down, no
How can they be tired of London? The sense in the air on a warm day Generation of hope that sees better days But moving along in the same old ways
We'll never be tired of London From Clerkenwell into the city The state of the roofs is a pity though Generations all cramped with their kids in tow
With the blues, the greys, the green, the brown, To lonely nights uptown Don't let them bring you down Lonely nights uptown Don't let them bring us down, no
While the Queen of England sits on her throne Off bingo cards and chicken bones
Don't drink yourself to a lonely death In casinos on crystal meth Don't drink yourself to a lonely death In casinos on crystal meth
So sing your song of Banbury Cross Don't breathe a word about your loss Don't trust Old Nick to fall on dawn Half sized cars and top shelf porn
How can they be tired of England? How can they be tired of England? How can they be tired of England? How can they be tired of England?