Whole Wide World (Live at Racket, NYC)

The streets I used to walk on are full of broken glass

And everywhere I'm looking, there's memories of my past

The filthy flat in Fulham, the smell of sex and gas

I never ever really knew where I was sleeping next

When the whole wide world's against you and you're standing in the rain

When all your friends have let you down and treat you with disdain

When the whole wide world's against you and life's got you on the run

You think the party's over, but it's only just, only just begun

Behind the bars of prison

You're never getting out

They're gonna break your balls in those slimy walls

The guards are lardy louts

The cameras that are watching you

They see a sullen face

Get me out the door, don't keep me in no more

I'm breaking down the gates

When the whole wide world's against you and you're standing in the rain

You want someone beside you to pull you up again

When the whole wide world's against you and life's got you on the run

You think the party's over, but it's only just, only just begun

Well, the dreary streets of London

They never promised much

A dead-end job to nowhere

And all your dreams are crushed

When the whole wide world's against you and you're standing in the rain

When all your friends have let you down and treat you with disdain

And you think the party's over, it's only just begun

Let's raise a glass, get up and dance 'cause life's just hit and

Hit and

Hit and run

Hit and run

The party's over

The party's over

The party's over

The party's over