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DIFFERENT

In the morning when I rise
And the sunshine fills my eyes
It feels good to be a part of life's big game
Then I turn the TV on
And they show me some War zone
The instantly I feel a sense of shame

Then they show the queen
Having tea on lawns so green
While in Somalia they scrape the earth for food
It really makes me cry
When I see young children die
While the snobs pay tens of thousands for a cruise

Can we really all stnd by
And watch countless people die
When we could save for the price os some new shoes
But it seems so far away
So we'll help some other day
'Cause tonight we're gonna drink away the blues

Can we really be so cold
On our selfish search for gold
While our neighbours on the corner beg for food
What is it makes us say
"Sorry pal I've got no change"
Or "Sorry pal, I'd help you if I could"

When we see some sad old man
Pulling food out of a bin
And walk away and pretend we didn't see
Are we worried about him
Pulling food out of the bin?
Or is the worry that it could be you or me?

If we take a closer look
At the things in our life's book
We don't want to read because It makes us fear
Or are we scared to see
What could become of you or me
Or does it scsre you to think that it's so near

If we don't just look away
We could maybe help today
If we turned around and gave these folk a hand
But it's easy to ignore
All the sick and all the poor
'Cause like the ostrich our heads are in the sand
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WALKABOUT

I was six months in th psychy ward
When I thought I'd take a break
So I buggered of to london
While under Section 28

The doctors didn't bother
The police didn't give a toss
I landed up in Hammersmith
And tried to get a job

I had a job to go to
I phoned a pub before I left
I was to start work at eleven
but a bomb went off at ten

So the pub was spread all around the road
I thought "Shit what do I do"
This guy said "Try down at the hospital"
"They're needing kitchen crew"

So I went up to the hospital
And was sent to the laundry to work
I thought there isn't that much work to do
In a small matternity ward

Within a half an hour
I was up to my neck in work
They'd delivered 30 babies
'Cause the bomb caused one hell of a shock

I put up with all the blood on sheets
And the smelly underwear
Then they brough 100 nappies
I thought "Fuck that I'm outta here"

I got a little bar job
Not very far away
The place was called "The Royal Oak"
They didn't tell me it was gay

I got to like that little pub
And the guys knew I was straight
They introduced me to this welsh girl
I think her name was Kate

Kate was really beautiful
Dark eyes and long brown hair
I was just about to ask her out
When HE said shit my wifes in here

One night in the Royal Oak
Six bikers wandered in
I knew I couldn't serve them
Some position to be in?

I said "Look guys I can't serve you"
The weren't staying anyway
'Cause bikers, they don't stay long
"hen faced with 100 gays

Eventualy I got fed up
and wanter to go home
So I walked into a Cop shop
And said "Hello I'm on the run"

The cop said "Where you running from"
I said "A mental ward"
He was the only one cop there
But he called another four

They put me in a cell all night
Until two nurses came
They drove all the way from Greenock
And had come to take me home

I must admit the coppers
Treated me with care
So when I left I shouted back
"SEE YOU ALL NEXT YEAR!"
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