Letras
There's always some damn dog barking somewhere
Those creatures are no neighbour's best friend
And the television aerials stand up like stalks on a lake
The kids start up their cars with a roar
And drive down the street 'til three in the morn'
The world's full of opportunity when will they ever learn
The TV once portal now mirror
All the merchants of doom on the news overload
The canal is lined with fishermen chattering into cell phones
These houses expand like concertinas
Wheezing out a one-key tune
If you go off the beaten track you will always come back with a story
I'm going off the beaten track; somewhere out there is my story
No kind open arms just disorderly brides
No chewing of the fat just a few brief lines
I could walk for miles and find no bells left to chime
And the sky is a Tupperware grey
The morning offers no welcome just grey
It's hard to find things sensual on just another UK day
If you park in the wrong place you start a war
Come back home find a note through your door
The walls back on to walls and roads and the roads join up with roads
The walls back on to walls and roads and the roads join up with roads