Lliam, Chad, Malcolm & Gary bemoaning how impossible it is to become one of the fortunate
Where do you think you want to go
Ain’t no place, no-one to know
looking for a chance to find your spot
that little chance of hope is all you got.
There’s something strange going on round here,
Looking for love, all you can find is fear
It’s a two-edged sword, every day
everything’s fine, nothing’s ok
Don’t tell me you want to
when you know that you can’t
Don’t say you have to
When you won’t take the chance
