Smoke of Home

Mary awoke in Birmingham on a cold and smoggy morn

She put her clothes in an Asda bag and left her parents' home

And oh, she never went home again

She got a boost to Stockton, found a working train by chance

She got it down to Waterloo and then across to France

And oh, she never went home again

She thought the streets would be paved with gold

Just like the stories her parents had told

But all she caught was a dog and a cold

And the lights went down on Mary

'Cause the streets were ordinary

And when she woke, she was broke

And she longed for the smoke of home

Longed for the smoke of home

Found herself employment as a bear in Disneyland

She didn't make much money so she thought she'd make a stand

So oh, she never went back again

She thought the streets would be paved with gold

Just like the stories her parents had told

But all she caught was a dog and a cold

And the lights went down on Mary

'Cause the streets were ordinary

And when she woke, she was broke

And she longed for the smoke of home

Longed for the smoke of home

Take me home

Take me home

Take me home

Take me home

Lights went down on Mary

Longed for the smoke of home

Lights went down on Mary

Longed for the smoke of home

Lights went down on Mary

Longed for the smoke of home

Lights went down on Mary

When she woke, she was broke

And she longed for the smoke of home

And the lights went down on Mary

'Cause the streets were ordinary

And when she woke, she was broke

And she longed for the smoke of home

Longed for the smoke of home