Peter looked outside, saw another dreary day.
He put on his uniform and he went out on his way.
He joined the usual crowd, made his way into the town,
Another day went by - nothing much went down.
Life, you want it now?
That's his life, you want it now?
Twenty years passed on, Pete is married with a kid
But he still goes to town, just like he always did.
Tiny things have changed - he's promoted once or twice,
He now owns his house and the car he drives is nice.
Life, you want it now?
That's his life, you want it now?
Mortgage his estate; pensions, tax and interest rates
Will haunt him in his sleep. Credit, bills and a vehicle lease
Will buy him the latest car so he can show the world how far he's
Come now in his life: his pretty kids, his trophy wife,
A widescreen TV set to paper cracks and hide regrets
Cause once, yeah, he had his goals. Now he feels he's just too old
So instead he'll take a drink. To forget when he starts to think
What he could have gone and done if he'd just had the balls to run
And chase down those silly dreams that he was taught so long ago to leave now.
That he was taught so long ago to leave now.
credits
from This Life,
released April 23, 2009
Drums, bass, acoustic and electric guitars, vocals - Simon Fairbairn
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