Joey puts her makeup on really well She looks cool in the flashing lights And all the boys gossip about the shape Of her legs On these muddled up and drunken nights And if it's all got to end up between the sheets Well she can coo like a virgin dove But really she just doesn't want to be alone And if you want you can call that love
M6 southbound road side cafe on a Wild wet and windy night There's a kid in a sleeping bag Nuddled in a corner Trying to beg a light He's got mum and dad tattooed on his arms From when he thought that that would Make it alright He's got hope and fear on his young boy's face Another innocent taking flight, saying
CHORUS: Give me some place that I can go Where I don't have to justify myself Swimming out alone against this tide Looking for a family looking for tribe
They said go, get out, we've got our own Lives to lead Now that water is thicker than blood And every house is divided into single flats With their very own little welcome rug The shopping mall it is teeming with life Fighting for the goodies on the shelf But there's those funny old people on the Escalators, talking to themselves, saying
CHORUS: Give me some place that I can go ...
Well I survive on my own for a while or so Upon a whim or a bottle of whine Just trying to make sense of these New surroundings I only changed my name a couple of times Please take me back Joey, I'm really sorry Can we try to make a happy home But she's gone with someone else and They're starting a family Trying for a clan of their own, so