The people round here
They just laugh and they sneer
And they never appear to cry
They just sit in their chair
With their arms in the air
And they don't seem to care 'til they die

But I've heard that the grass is greener
On the other side of the council estate
No car but I know I'll go far
If I haven't the patience to wait

I bit my lip until it bled
"Yes please!" was all I ever said
But now it seems I'm closer to dreams
Than I thought I would ever be
I bit my lip

I tried to explain
The fear and the pain
But they say I complain about nothing
My head in my hands
My feet in the sand
Perhaps you'd understand that it's something

But I've heard that the sky is bluer
On the other side of the playing fields
No map but I know that
I can follow the way that I feel

I bit my lip until it bled
"Yes please!" was all I ever said
But now it seems I'm closer to dreams
Than I thought I would ever be
I bit my lip

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