A lifetime of dreaming, visulising paradise, I woke and rolled over and told my girl we're leaving. It's time to sacrifice alot, cause you ain't happy with your job and round here it's like nothin' seems appealing. So let me no you feel the same, throw your life into a case and walk the path from vicotoria this evening. And then embark upon a path of rediscovery, searching for the fruits from the lost garden of Eden.
I'm wondering if I runaway & came back another day,
then would the young men who roll with metal put the guns away.
& would the devil have took charge or would the slum be safe.
I pray the latter's right for everybody's mumsy's sake.
& if I dissappear for years & reappear, would my natural intuition still be crystal clear?
Or would I have lost clarity? In this trivial pursuit we're walking through so casually
CHORUS (Yasmin)
I gotta leave, I gotta go, there's nothing here for me no more.
I gotta be free, i gotta be, somewhere that i can just be me.
& i run run runaway, run run runaway, run run runaway, i runaway.
Share a last cigerette, then walk into the station, purchase two tickets to an alien destination.
Board the train & witness pain on all the faces, of multi-cultural races,
but not me & my girl we're breaking free, like an escapist, 'coz we need to escape this.
& I for one have got my mind made up, even if where we stay is make-shift.
I can't remain in this domain of semi ape s***, because all i see is hatred.
I wonder if I dissappeared how many men would miss me,
or would they all forget like i erased my name from history?
I'm still trying yet to make a break within the chain of pain & misery
& vanish off the planet like a mystery.
& if I did return would things be the same or worse?
You see the gear stick shift & then the whip reverse & i'd be straight back on my travels.
Burning rubber over gravel 'til we see the English Channel.
CHORUS (Yasmin)
I gotta leave, I gotta go, there's nothing here for me no more.
I gotta be free, i gotta be, somewhere that i can just be me.
& i run run runaway, run run runaway, run run runaway, i runaway.
As the carriage pulls away, I pull my lady closer & I tell her she's okay,
'Coz if we never broke the barricades today we'd always be afraid,
& left to feel threatened in this dark & deadly maze.
But now i've come of age, & as the train starts enterin' suburbia a smile comes across my face.
The unwinding of eternal rage, that was locked up inside just like my mates behind prison gates.
If I could runaway & come back another day,
I'd let the song play, on the summer's longest day.
Kick back & just enjoy the raves, with a lager & a spliff to blaze.
If I ever contemplate returning to this crazy place,
I'd leave it long enough so they don't recognise my face.
I'd let the song play, on the summer's longest day.
While I roll upon the roads along the motorway.
CHORUS (Yasmin)
I gotta leave, I gotta go, there's nothing here for me no more.
I gotta be free, i gotta be, somewhere that i can just be me.
& i run run runaway, run run runaway, run run runaway, i runaway.
I'm wondering if I runaway & came back another day,
then would the young men who roll with metal put the guns away.
& would the devil have took charge or would the slum be safe.
I pray the latter's right for everybody's mumsy's sake.
& if I dissappear for years & reappear, would my natural intuition still be crystal clear?
Or would I have lost clarity? In this trivial pursuit we're walking through so casually
CHORUS (Yasmin)
I gotta leave, I gotta go, there's nothing here for me no more.
I gotta be free, i gotta be, somewhere that i can just be me.
& i run run runaway, run run runaway, run run runaway, i runaway.
Share a last cigerette, then walk into the station, purchase two tickets to an alien destination.
Board the train & witness pain on all the faces, of multi-cultural races,
but not me & my girl we're breaking free, like an escapist, 'coz we need to escape this.
& I for one have got my mind made up, even if where we stay is make-shift.
I can't remain in this domain of semi ape s***, because all i see is hatred.
I wonder if I dissappeared how many men would miss me,
or would they all forget like i erased my name from history?
I'm still trying yet to make a break within the chain of pain & misery
& vanish off the planet like a mystery.
& if I did return would things be the same or worse?
You see the gear stick shift & then the whip reverse & i'd be straight back on my travels.
Burning rubber over gravel 'til we see the English Channel.
CHORUS (Yasmin)
I gotta leave, I gotta go, there's nothing here for me no more.
I gotta be free, i gotta be, somewhere that i can just be me.
& i run run runaway, run run runaway, run run runaway, i runaway.
As the carriage pulls away, I pull my lady closer & I tell her she's okay,
'Coz if we never broke the barricades today we'd always be afraid,
& left to feel threatened in this dark & deadly maze.
But now i've come of age, & as the train starts enterin' suburbia a smile comes across my face.
The unwinding of eternal rage, that was locked up inside just like my mates behind prison gates.
If I could runaway & come back another day,
I'd let the song play, on the summer's longest day.
Kick back & just enjoy the raves, with a lager & a spliff to blaze.
If I ever contemplate returning to this crazy place,
I'd leave it long enough so they don't recognise my face.
I'd let the song play, on the summer's longest day.
While I roll upon the roads along the motorway.
CHORUS (Yasmin)
I gotta leave, I gotta go, there's nothing here for me no more.
I gotta be free, i gotta be, somewhere that i can just be me.
& i run run runaway, run run runaway, run run runaway, i runaway.