You feel frozen
But youve been chosen
You lay there drunken
Your dreams seem sunken
Your worlds a small one
And you break the rules
Youre one big fish
In a bowl of fools
Tired of serving up your town
Tired of wearing that crown
Tired of sliding up and down
Tired of being you
Your works no future
Your girl dont suit you
Your bar wont serve you
You have no nerve to
Make a break
From this sad old school
Across the lake
Lies a place thats cool
Run, you got a place to go
Run, you got a boat to row
Run, you got a face to show
Run while you can
The high streets sleeping
As Fridays creeping
The shops are open
But their minds are closed
Hows it going?
But its not their concern
Theyre talking stuff about you
That you never learn
Smile, youre on your own
Smile, cause youve outgrown
Smile, you lost your home
Smile to yourself