When I arrive eyes wide fired up
Tried not to slide and let the side down
Now the planes on the ground i'll find a good profession it's 1957
I've come to the mother land to make a home to put my bed in
this weather does my head in some people are less than kind I wish
mamma was here so I could unwind
but I'm supposed to be the good news so I lace up these hard black shoes
and look more work the streets whenever paved with gold they simply make my feet hurt, they just make my feet hurt
just a little money in my pocket and a little bit left for those I love
to have enough food on my table and a little bit more for those who call
in this land of hope and glory you'd think there's enough for us all
you'd think there's enough for us all
When I arrive eyes wide petrified
Tried not to cry and let the side down
now the planes on the ground, it'S 20 years later mummas in the arrival lounge
I take a few seconds to kiss her then look around at what's happened to my home town
What's going on, but papa doesn't look too strong
rush home in a cab, windows up
now I hear dad cough, we gotta get in before they switch the lights and water off
for the night, i have to get to know the guard dogs cause they bite
progress just pass us by to the right
just a little money in my pocket and a little bit left for those I love
to have enough food on my table and a little bit more for those who call
in this land of hope and glory you'd think there's enough for us all
you'd think there's enough for us all
