The glimmer of the past is held so dear there's nothing else left for me here We were young and withstood the knocks we were the kings of the tower block Smashing windows, fight all day your no good - my mother would say on the same side, even way back then I've been kicking around this town so long I don't know what to do Generation Generation No Mercy for you All the buildings in my town are grey Cold, Mean, Cruel - No future, No Way With its own justice and rules within walls this filthy have no sin The police don't come round here no more protect the rich and f** the poor to old to cry, to young to know why I justify this last goodbye