Hope & Glory

When I arrive eyes wide, fired up

Tried not to slide and let this side down

Now the plane's on the ground

I'll find a good profession, it's 1957

I've come to the motherland to make a home, to put my bed in

This weather does my head in, some people are less than kind

I wish mamma was here so I could unwind

But I'm supposed to be the good news

So, I lace up these hard black shoes and look more work

The streets where never paved with gold

They simply make my feet hurt

They just make my feet hurt

Just a little money in my pocket and a little bit left for those I love

To have enough food on my table and a little bit more for those who call

And in this land of hope and glory, you'd think there's enough for us all

You'd think there's enough for us all

When I arrive eyes wide, petrified

Tried not to cry and let this side down

Now the plane's on the ground

It's 20 years later, mamma's in the arrival lounge

I take a few seconds to kiss her

Then look around at what's happened to my home town

What's goin' on?

But papa doesn't look too strong

Rush home in a cab, windows up

Now, I hear dad cough

We gotta get in before they switch the lights and water off

For the night

I have to get to know the guard dogs, 'cause they bite

Progress just passed us by to the right

Just a little money in my pocket and a little bit left for those I love

To have enough food on my table and a little bit more for those who call

And in this land of hope and glory, you'd think there's enough for us all

You'd think there's enough for us all

Just a little money in my pocket and a little bit left for those I love

To have enough food on my table and a little bit more for those who call

And in this land of hope and glory, you'd think there's enough for us all

You'd think there's enough for us all