small town

you feel frozen, but you've been chosen, you lay there drunken, your dreams seem sunken, your world's a small one, and you break the rules, you're one big fish, in a bowl of fools, tired of serving up your town, tired of wearing that crown, tired of sliding up and down, tired of being you, your work's no future, your girl don't suit you, your bar won't serve you, you have no nerve to, make a break, from this sad old school, across the lake, lies a place that's cool, run, you got a place to go, run, you got a boat to row, run, you got a face to show, run while you can, the high street's sleeping, as friday's creeping, the shops are open, but their minds are closed, how's it going?, but it's not their concern, they're talking stuff about you, that you never learn, smile, you're on your own, smile, 'cause you've outgrown, smile, you lost your home, smile to yourself