Tommy's from the city
He lives in a north end terraced house
Near a council estate
He makes windows and doors
And though his friends
Oh how often thinks of getting out
Like his mother did near 18 years before

(whistling)

The boy's got a vision of going on a mission to the USA
He wants to sing and dance and act on those broadway shows
If he should speak a word
but then he'd save it for another day
For a north end kid like him that's how it goes


He goes upstairs and takes his medicine
Goes to heaven in his head and shuts his eyes


When he sees the sunshine on his face
Sees the world as a completely different place
Where he can find himself a lover
And have a kitchen with space
Where there's music in the streets
The crowds are throwing roses at his feet
And then he pulls away the covers
And readies for another couple days in the real world
Struggling to make ends meet
Tommy's dad's a marine
So to dare or to dream's rather hard sometimes
And the anger builds from those lethal blows he's took
If he's to go at night, he'll get caught in a bar
in a fight sometimes
Another North End Kid, another shit out of luck


Then he goes home and takes that medicine
Goes to heaven in his head and shuts his eyes

When he sees the sunshine on his face
Sees the world as a completely different place
Where he can find himself a lover
And how they kid you in space
Where there's music in the streets
The crowds are throwing roses at his feet
And then he pulls away the covers
And readies for another couple days in the real world
Struggling to make ends meet

When he sees the sunshine on his face
Sees the world as a completely different place
Where he can find himself a lover
And how they kid you in space
Where there's music in the streets
The crowds are throwing roses at his feet
And then he pulls away the covers
And readies for another couple days in the real world