Lyrics
There's a band in the local Friday night
Playing Wonderwall
While the kids in the park
Are choking down nitrous in the rain
And it's Big Fight Night
On the council estate
Domestic issues spilling out on the street
It's just another day in the life
Of a town that time forgot
They shut the factory down
Before they closed the mine
They understood the cost of land
And built cheap
Knee-jerk tweets blowing
Far and wide on the wild west wind
Everyone stuck in the traffic
On the way to town
These people know their place
Retirement homes full of broken bones and dreams again
Spirit of the Blitz ain't what it was in the good old days
They heard the engines roar before they saw the flames
They understood the sacrifice and fought back
So they kept coming on strong
Cos they had nowhere to run
Coming on strong
Till the freedom here was won
And they would never tolerate these days
These people know their place
This town could make these people great
Start again, lose the hate
But no-one knows the time of day
In the corner of a field by the river
On the bank there's an inscription
On a memorial stone to the lost souls on the way
"There is nothing but this moment
There is nothing but today"
No social mediation
These people know their place
These people know their place
These people know their place
There's a band in the local Friday night
Playing Wonderwall
Jason Allen
O/B/O DistroKid