It gives you a little free time
I'll just use it all at once!
Took the fence and the lane
Bought an 'Independent' to make me look like I got brains
I made a story up in my head if anybody would ask
A demon at Maths and Science
If you gotta grow up sometime
You've to do it on your own
I don't think I could stand to be stuck
That's the way that things were going
There's no mention of school!
My Damascan Road's my transistor radio
I tune in at night when my mum and my dad start to fight
The girls are singing about my life
But they're not here, they've got the wild life
If you want to find out, find out
You got to look them in the eye
That's why my only choice
Is find the face behind the voice
She asked the man if the service was open
"Not today, just the choir from the radio"
"Couldn't I sit in? I've come all this way"
"Will you bugger off, I've got work to do"
The city was losing its appeal
He was back in her village, in the fields
"Oh, if I could make sense of it all!
I would float along in my everlasting song
What would I do to believe?"