Grey Monday morning, Coughing and yawning as the first trains rattle by.
Then so slowly awakes this council estate from it's slumber.
Not the monstrosity that it's meant to be, only it's reputation gets worse.
But our town is the dumping ground of the Borough.

People have got to live together, colours and cultures, together,
And something resembling harmony brings and love clings on by the skin of it's teeth,
But there's no surrender, and i could go on forever

In a troubled world with a spit and a sigh, But always lost in your conscience in order to get by

(Abandoned cars)Badly tuned guitars scream from the underground, run down sheds torn flower beds, cardboard windows.

Broken swings, the damage winter brings, forgotten 'til someone gets to be elected, the councils only tears shed for rent arrears of the rented.

People have got to live together, colours and cultures, together
And something resembling harmony brings and love clings on by the skin of it's teeth
But there's no surrender, and i could go on forever

In a troubled world with a spit and a sigh, But always lost in your conscience in order to get by.

Grey Monday morning, Coughing and yawning as the first trains rattle by.

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