Nowhere Songtext
von Paul Armfield

When the party is over
We′re the last ones to know
But the first ones to leave
When the time comes to go
With scabs on our knuckles
And grease in our hair
With rocks in our pockets
We ain't going nowhere

With miles on the headlights
And stones round our waist
With a left-handed awkwardness
To Dover with haste
Blinking short-sightedly
With a thousand-yard stare
With no smiles on our passports
′Cause we ain't going nowhere


We ain't going nowhere
Not a hint of the breeze in our hair
Not a hint of a clue what to wear
We foolishly stare at the sun
Blinded by the glare
Unable to see what we′ve done
Standing there, trousers undone
English and foolish and dumb
Ignorant, arrogant and numb
We ain′t going nowhere

Pulling together
On both ends of a rope
While the crows in the guttering
Pull up the green shoots of hope
Signing crosses on ballot sheets
Like kisses on air
As we wave from the terminal
'Cause we ain′t going nowhere

We ain't going nowhere
We ain′t going nowhere
We ain't going nowhere
We ain′t going nowhere