Texty písní Badly Drawn Boy

Badly Drawn Boy

Born in the U.K.

Born in the U.K.

Then you see it happen again

The world turned over

Wouldn't it be something to live

Your Life On Mars

Or at least demanding

Of some kind of masquerade

I never never ever believed

In things uncertain

Hanging round the corner

Just when do you start doing time

In the case of I, my, me and mine

October Nineteen sixty nine

Where were you in Seventy Six

The long hot summer

You wanna be a rebel

Then turn your hosepipes on

With two years to wait

For the sound of Jilted John

Virginia Wade was winning our hearts

She made us want to live

Vicious and his brothers

Were trying to set us free

But much more than this to you and me

This was the Silver Jubilee

We made something out of nothing

A sense of loathing and belonging

Some of us were gonna be rich

With the Iron Lady

Lennon's gone already

Let's post the boys to war

Oh mother, what're you worrying for

It's somewhere he's not been before

Then you see the Union Jack

And it means nothing

But somehow you know

That you will find your own way

It's a small reminder every day

That I was born in the U.K.