Kid Chameleon - Home Song / Newton Lyrics

Did you wait for Winters calling to cut off your hair again
A new way to show your face and lose another friend
A practise that you've always lived by, swear it to your grave
Take back any keepsakes and truth that you ever gave

Because you've seen a better place in a magazine
It has to be a city or two from here
Anything to escape the sheer contempt you have for the small town grind
And the day to day of dead end life
Make amends with friends soon long left behind
Because you'll find nothing wherever you lie

Soon you'll come to realise that all cityscapes must change
Sit inside complain, campaign about the new eyesore estate
Think back to easy Summers
Do you even recall what was there before?

Because you've seen a better place in a magazine
It has to be a city or two from here
Anything to escape the sheer contempt you have for the small town grind
And the day to day of dead end life
Make amends with friends soon long left behind
Because you'll find nothing wherever you lie

It never took you too long from leaving to make your back home
Surrounded by everything that you always thought you didn't want to know
If only you could take from this
That happiness isn't always sown in seeds away from home

Because you've seen a better place in a magazine
It has to be a city or two from here
Anything to escape the sheer contempt you have for the small town grind
And the day to day of dead end life
Make amends with friends soon long left behind
Because you'll find nothing wherever you lie