Big Country - Big City lyrics

Waiting for the postal train Blazers don’t keep out the rain Packed your things in an old sports bag And you left home Had enough in the two house town Where the bus ran late And the club shut down Took your daddy for the money you need And you left home Big City Here I come Just like your favourite son I will have some real big fun I left home Pick up your money Your place to be Get a little flat And a job you see A video set ands color TV And it’s real big fun Two whole weeks You walked the streets From the penny arcade To the family meet Scared of the ugly People you meet And you go home Big City Here I come Just like your favourite son I will have some real big fun I left home Big City Here I come Just like your favourite son I will have some real big fun I left home Pick up your money Your place to be Get a little flat And a job you see A video set and color TV And it’s real big fun Two whole weeks You walked the streets From the penny arcade To the family meet Scared of the ugly People you meet And you go home Big City Here I come Just like your favourite son I will have some real big fun I left home [Stuart:] Aye. I’ll see you in a couple of weeks. [Bruce:] Very good. [Stuart:] Mind and send me your address. [Bruce:] Aye. You know I will. [Stuart:] Aye. Do you get Emba**y Regal’s doon there? [Bruce:] Ach, you know I don’t smoke. [Stuart:] You might even get fixed. [Bruce:] Oh. I hope so. [Stuart:] Aye. See yey. [Bruce:] Cheerio!