I don’t want the street lights
Laughing at the grave
He swears he’s gonna give it up
It’s never gonna be enough
I just wannabe there
When you’re all alone
Thinking about a better day
When you had it in your bones
This could be the ned
I see you in the evening
Sitting on your throne
You’re playing with a fireball
And posted up against the wall
I just wanna hold you
Take you by your hand
And tell you that you’re good enough
Tell you what’s gonna be tough
This could be the end
Cos I ain’t got a home
Running from the street lights
Shinning on the grave
Once you’ve had the good stuff
Never gonna fill you up
I wanna be the one who
Gives them all a whirl
And gives them all the finger at it
Just a little taste of it
This could be the end
Cos I ain’t got a home
I’ll forever roam
No I ain’t got a home
I’ll forever roam