Payolas Hastings Street
I'm living down Hastings Street
Got the whole world at my feet
I did my best and I tried not to quit
Hiding away in my scared stiff bed sit
And I've got no more heroes
It looks like my future's a mess
There's people starving all over this place
Lines on my forehead running down my face
I didn't want to grow up this fast
I thought my fun would last
Now there's nothing left to shout about
Nothing left dying for
There's no one here
Just me and my problems
I gave up my dreams of escaping
I know there's no room at the top
Said I've grown unfriendly and I trust no one
Lord I wish I could turn the picture off
'Cos I'm living in a scene from a cop show
And even the good guys are bad
Proud men ye used to have to buy them
Now you've got to dry them out
I didn't want to grow up this fast, etc.
Scram like a knife cut the silence
Oh God I hope I locked the door
Things didn't turn out like I'd planned
Living in this no man's land
I'm living down Hastings Street, etc.
