Growing up

Around these streets

Never really felt quite like

Like anything.

It's where nothing

Has a chance

To really go somewhere

That you can't.

My love is exploitation

And the passing celebration

And I don't want to feel

Like a part of history.

Going through this town

Upside down

Weekends are railway rides

Just a few

Promises broken

At quarter past five

Burning fires

On the railway hillsides.

My love is exploitation

And the passing celebration

And I don't want to feel

Like a part of history.

And the grass is greener

On the other side

It's where I wanna be

Somewhere that she can really see.

We all go out like we come in

Kicking and screaming.

We all go out like we come in

Kicking and screaminggg.

We all go out like we come innn

Kicking and screaminggg!

My love is exploitation

And the passing celebration

And I don't want to feel

Like a part of history.

And the grass is greener

On the other side

It's where I wanna be

Somewhere that she can really see.