9 acessos
Economic downturn you can get a job,
Apologetic parents you can get a job.
Sometimes i'm feeling just like cupid with a bow and arrow,
And i'm firing it at people who remain too shallow.
In the b.r.i.t.i say british isles
The streets are bleak, the kids are running wild.
Terror on the pavement, panic in the streets,
Tension in the twisted silence of our sheets.
Sometimes i lie awake for hours feeling so synthetic,
While my eyes are screaming out for something way more epic.
In the b.r.i.t.i say british isles
The streets are bleak, the kids are running wild.
Terribly bold they try so hard,
To never look up and see the stars,
In the b.r.i.t.i say british isles!
Your screaming bristol torn, belfast and hull for york,
Slick dreaming in denial, with all it's screaming smiles,
Stuck bleeding glasgow yorns, dundee and cardiff mourn,
Your breaking sheffield crys, our fears are multiplied.
In the b.r.i.t.i say british isles
The streets are bleak, the kids are running wild..
Terribly bold they try so hard,
To never look up and see the stars,
In the b.r.i.t.i say british isles!