Petrol blue was the colour of the sky that day

When we plotted and we schemed, we planned our getaway

Gotta get out of this godforsaken one horse fucking town

And I'm never coming back, I'm never turning round

And the grass might not be greener

Doesn't matter I'm colour blind

The streets might not be paved with gold

But I know to me they'll shine

Gotta get away from small minded small town mentality

Away from casual racist and cod philosophy

But it's a long way down from the top back to the bottom

Tired of everybody getting in your face

Yeah it's a long way down from the top back to the bottom

When you've hit every branch along the way

Bitter sweet was the taste in the air that night

Razor sharp was the thorn that stuck into my side

Anachronistic plotted history I've heard a thousand fucking times

You're a living premonition just too ugly to disguise

But it's a long way down from the top back to the bottom

Tired of everybody getting in your face

Yeah it's a long way down from the top back to the bottom

When you've hit every branch along the way

And as I write away my chance to get away as far as I can

My past ingrained into my future as I fall back down again

Those stars shine brightest on the darkest nights

But I long for the days

With all my dreams in front of me

Behind that petrol haze

It's a long way down from the top back to the bottom

Tired of everybody getting in your face

Yeah it's a long way down from the top back to the bottom

When you've hit every branch along the way

It's a long way down

It's a long, long fucking way

It's a long way down

It's a long, long fucking way