Lyrics
When I was ten, I thought my brother was God
He'd lie in bed and turn out the light with a fishing rod
And I learned the names of all his football team
And I still remembered them when I was nineteen
Strange the things that I remember still
Shouts from the playground when I was home and ill
My sister taught me all that she learned there
When we grew up we said we'd share a flat somewhere
When I was seventeen
London meant Oxford Street
Where I grew up there were no factories
There was a school and shops and some fields and trees
Rows of houses, one by one appeared
I was born in one and lived there for eighteen years
Then when I was nineteen
I thought the Humber would be
The gateway for my little world
To the real world
There is no real world, we live side by side
And sometimes collide
When I was seventeen
London meant Oxford Street
It was a little world
I grew up in a little world
There is no real world, we live side by side
And sometimes collide
Written by: Tracey Thorn
