No Time for Tears

Lyrics

[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1: Tom Clarke] The morning after, the revolution P.C one-five-two-five told me there was no real solution Bruised lips and a ripped up jacket Money all in the road Sat down with a big fat mac Screaming 'what about my way home [Pre-Chorus] We're gonna get out the city We're gonna get out the way We've got cash in the kitty We're gonna get our way Gotta get old Gotta get old There's no time for tears When you live in the real world There's no time for tears When you live in the real world Gettin' back to a empty flat Hacked up and even more Screwed up wrappers from a take away dinner Scattered all over the floor This isn't glamorous It's not rock and roll This is England on a Saturday night This is a nation's soul [Pre-Chorus] We're gonna get out the city We're gonna get out the way We've got cash in the kitty We're gonna get our way Gotta get old Gotta get old [Chorus] There's no time for tears When you live In the real world There's no time for tears When you live In the real world There's no time for tears When you live in the real world There's no time for tears When you live in the real world There's no time for tears When you live in the real world There's no time for tears When you live in the real world