Kicking and Screaming - Funeral For A Friend

Growing up, around these streets

Never really felt quite like, like anything

Expect nothing, and have the chance

To really go somewhere, that you can’t

My love is exploitation

Not a passing celebration

And I don’t want to feel

Like a part of history

Gonna turn this town, upside down

Weekends on railway lines just to feel

Promises broken at a quarter past five

Burning fires on the railway hillsides

My love is exploitation

Not a passing celebration

And I don’t want to feel

Like a part of history

And the grass is greener

On the other side

That’s where I want to be

Somewhere that she can really see

We all go out like we come in

Kicking and screaming

We all go out like we come in

Kicking and screaming

We all go out like we come in

Kicking and screaming

My love is exploitation

Not a passing celebration

And I don’t want to feel

Like a part of history

And the grass is greener

On the other side

That’s where I want to be

Somewhere that she can really see