Lyrics Belle – I’m Not Living In The Real World
Text:
Born on a Sunday, everyday is Monday
That is what I’ve heard
About the real world
Up on the morning,
Big boys being bullies make it so hard?
It’s a lesson for the real world
Seems so far away the real world
Up to the bigger school
Trying not to be foot
Hear I am new shoes and cagoule
Look I’m getting closer to the real world
(«Tell me where the girls are?»)
Thinking about happiness
Thinking about Tara
Thinking about sorrow
Thinking about Sara
Sorrow and Sara are the very same word
In my young life I get so hurt
Will I make it in the real world?
Gluing up my Airfix kit
Cigarettes after gym
Had a pint of Special Brew
Won’t do that again
Train for examination, got me traction.
Mickey mouse college course,
Looking for action
Play guitar, stacking shelves
Holding back in the real world
Now it’s Monday morning,
Scuffing down the city street
Heading for the clock on
Bought a ‘Daily Record’ like a real man
Well I made it to the real world
But I’m not living in the real world
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Belle – Belle - Write About Love
