They told us no future and that's what we've got

it don't seem so glamorous now

our rags turned to rags, we never saw riches

we lost them somehow



Less than ordinary bargain baby

in second hand charity chic

although they've got nothing still it's worth trying

to keep cheerful and cheap



Oh look at you and me

misfit society

is this all we were meant to be?



[Chorus]

We need a breath of fresh air

jump off the train to nowhere



The faceless and nameless wanna be famous

they've got to be out of their minds

to crawl on the treadmill all the way up hill

right to the finishing line



Reach from the future, tell us we made it

none of it went to waste

give us the years, the days and the minutes

backdated and back paid