Our Favourite Shop lyrics

You don't have to take this crap

You don't have to sit back and relax

You can actually try changing it

I know we've always been taught to rely

Upon those in authority -

But you never know until you try

How things just might be -

If we came together so strongly

Are you gonna try to make this work

Or spend your days down in the dirt

You see things can change -

From the playground to the wasteground
Hope ends at 17 -
Sweeping floors and filling shelves
Forced into government schemes -
11 years spent to dig out ditches,
Forget your schoolday dreams -
Guarantees and lie-filled speeches,
But nothings what it seems -
Qualified and patronised and with everything to lose.
No choice or chance for the future
The rich enjoy less tax -

Luck fell in the right place for me
The day you happend to come by -
You caught me feeling all was useless
And left me feeling ten feet high
Now nothing again will be quite the same
You gathered my fears and threw them away

Luck dropped in just at the right time
The time when I felt most alone -
All my dreams had seemed to vanish
Now my nightmares have upped and gone

Catch me I'm falling so fast and I can't seem to find
All the reasons I had when the purpose was mine
Now I stumble so fast rolling into the night
Kiss me quick before I land and am broken in two
Keep me on the right track, hold my dreams in tact too -
I get lost in this place - I get lost, yes its true

Quand on n'a plus rien en soi - Quand on n'a plus de refuge -

I bought the paper yesterday and I saw the obituary

And I read of how you died in pain -

Well I just couldn't understand it

If I could of changed that, then Lord knows I'd do it now

But there is no going back -

And what's done is done forever

But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt -

Of every small town institution and every big town flirt

As the rain comes down, upon this sad sweet earth
I lie awake at nights and - think about me
All those usual things like what a fool I've been
I curse the awful way - that I let you slip away
For what was forged in love, is now cooling down
With only myself to blame for playing that stupid game
I thought I need only call and you would run

Get 'em laughing - keep 'em there,
You hold your own and they'll hold their's,
Hold their glasses - can't hold their beer
Tell 'em the one about the fucking queer.
Do the one that always works,
'Bout the lazy blacks that don't like work,
And once you got 'em, keep 'em there
Raise their spirits! Raise their cheer!

Do that one that never fails,

For liberty there is a cost - its broken skulls and leather cosh,

From the boys in uniform - now you know whose side their on -

With backing - with blessing,

From earthly gods not heaven,

A stones throw away from it all.

Whatever pleasures those who get - from stripping skin with rhino whip,

Are the kind that must be stopped - before their kind take all we've got -

If you believe you have an equal share
In the whole wide world and all it bears
An' that your share is no less or more than
Your fellow sisters and brother man
Then take this knowledge and with it insist
Declare yourself - an internationalist!
If you lay no blame at the feet of next door
An' realise this struggle is also yours
An' that without the strength of us altogether

The wind blows whispers down the street,
Having free reign with the town so bleak -
Like everything else it's - all gone away.
The Town Hall clock gives forth its chime,
For no-one there to ask the time -
Like everything else they've - all gone away.

The Grocer's shop hangs up its sign
The sign say's closed it's a sign of the times -
Like everything else they've - all gone away.

Good morning day, how do you do
I wonder - what will you do for me?
I should be on my way, I should be earning pay,
I should be all the things that I'm not -
And I've tried on my own, now there's nothing to keep me at home,
Like my Brother has too - gotta leave to get out of this view,
You see they, tell you to move around -
If you can't find work in your own town.

No peace for the wicked - only war on the poor

They're batting on pickets - trying to even the score

It's all inclusive - the dirt comes free

And you can be all that you want to be

Oh an equal chance and an equal pay

But equally there's no equal pay

There's room on top - if you tow the line

And if you believe all this you must be out of your mind

I was half in mind - I was half in need,

And as the rain came down - I dropped to my knees and prayed

I said "oh Heavenly thing - please cleanse my soul,

I've seen all on offer and I'm not impressed at all".

I was halfway home - I was half insane,

And every shop window I looked in just looked the same

I said send me a sign to save my life

May I walk you home tonight
On this fine and lovely night tonight -
We'll walk past the luscious houses,
Through rolling lawns and lovely flowers -
Our nice new town where the curtains are drawn
Where hope is started and dreams can be borne.
Let us share our insanity
Go mad together in Community
Boys on the corner looking for their supper
Boys round the green looking for some slaughter -