Well, oh, I'm seventeen
And I live round here,
And it's not so bad,
And oh, my sister's left,
So I'm just at home
With my mum and dad
(Well he's not my dad,
But I call him dad),
But oh, I'm really looking forward
To when I won't be here,
When I fly, fly away
To a better day.
That's my idea.
That's my best idea.
It's a great idea.
And oh, I have these mates
And they're really great.
They're really prime,
And oh, about once a week
We all go out.
We have a brilliant time.
We get out of our heads.
We have a brilliant time.
I tell them, they're all coming with me,
The day I break away.
Cos I feel, in my heart,
That will be the start
Of a better day,
A better day.
God, these houses are so small,
Neighbours rowing through the wall.
Will it never change at all?
Oh, well I had this lad.
And it were really sad.
It were such a shame,
Cos oh, cos he crashed his car.
And he looked OK,
But he weren't the same.
He looked the same,
But he weren't the same.
But oh, if he'd taught my driving,
I'd just drive clean away.
Cos oh, if I had a car
I could get so far
Towards a better day,
A better day.
And oh, and I had this job,
And it weren't much cop,
So I packed it in.
And oh, and my mam went mad,
Said, "What've you done?"
I said I've packed it in.
I just walked out,
I packed it in,
Cos oh, somewhere round the corner,
And headed straight my way,
I can see so clear
That I won't be here.
I'll have a better day,
A better day.
No-one round me seems to mind.
Given up, they're like resigned.
Me, I'll leave it all behind.
Oh, but they say at school,
And like on the news,
It's all a con,
Cos look at me. I have these dreams,
And they won't come true.
Like they say, dream on.
My mum says that:
"Dream on Andrea.
Dream on Andrea"
But oh, something set me thinking,
This thing my gran would say,
"We'll win. It'll all begin
When us ship comes in.
We'll have a better day,
A better day."
How much longer can I hold
These dreams of mine? They're turning cold.
Just a little bit longer till I see my way,
And I'm running so fast towards my better day,
And oh, something's set me thinking,
This thing that she would say,
"We'll win. It'll all begin
When us ship comes in.
We'll have a better day."
Well, I'm seventeen
And I live round here,
And it's not so bad,
And my sister's left,
So I'm just at home
With my mum and dad.
And oh, something's set me thinking,
This thing that she would say,
"We'll win. It'll all begin
When us ship comes in.
We'll have a better day,
A better day,
A better day.
And I live round here,
And it's not so bad,
And oh, my sister's left,
So I'm just at home
With my mum and dad
(Well he's not my dad,
But I call him dad),
But oh, I'm really looking forward
To when I won't be here,
When I fly, fly away
To a better day.
That's my idea.
That's my best idea.
It's a great idea.
And oh, I have these mates
And they're really great.
They're really prime,
And oh, about once a week
We all go out.
We have a brilliant time.
We get out of our heads.
We have a brilliant time.
I tell them, they're all coming with me,
The day I break away.
Cos I feel, in my heart,
That will be the start
Of a better day,
A better day.
God, these houses are so small,
Neighbours rowing through the wall.
Will it never change at all?
Oh, well I had this lad.
And it were really sad.
It were such a shame,
Cos oh, cos he crashed his car.
And he looked OK,
But he weren't the same.
He looked the same,
But he weren't the same.
But oh, if he'd taught my driving,
I'd just drive clean away.
Cos oh, if I had a car
I could get so far
Towards a better day,
A better day.
And oh, and I had this job,
And it weren't much cop,
So I packed it in.
And oh, and my mam went mad,
Said, "What've you done?"
I said I've packed it in.
I just walked out,
I packed it in,
Cos oh, somewhere round the corner,
And headed straight my way,
I can see so clear
That I won't be here.
I'll have a better day,
A better day.
No-one round me seems to mind.
Given up, they're like resigned.
Me, I'll leave it all behind.
Oh, but they say at school,
And like on the news,
It's all a con,
Cos look at me. I have these dreams,
And they won't come true.
Like they say, dream on.
My mum says that:
"Dream on Andrea.
Dream on Andrea"
But oh, something set me thinking,
This thing my gran would say,
"We'll win. It'll all begin
When us ship comes in.
We'll have a better day,
A better day."
How much longer can I hold
These dreams of mine? They're turning cold.
Just a little bit longer till I see my way,
And I'm running so fast towards my better day,
And oh, something's set me thinking,
This thing that she would say,
"We'll win. It'll all begin
When us ship comes in.
We'll have a better day."
Well, I'm seventeen
And I live round here,
And it's not so bad,
And my sister's left,
So I'm just at home
With my mum and dad.
And oh, something's set me thinking,
This thing that she would say,
"We'll win. It'll all begin
When us ship comes in.
We'll have a better day,
A better day,
A better day.