I was born in 'The Merrie City' 
I've been trying to get out of it 
Nothing's changed since the 1950's 
I'm surprised all the time what I find out 

There must be something more 
Can't figure it out 
Still missing something and 
I've tried everything 

Love is a lie 
Attraction an instinct 
Believe what you like, you decide 
But I still think that 

There must be something more 
Can't figure it out 
Still missing something and 
I've tried everything 

Three months ago 
I ran to Brighton 
It didn't solve anything, no 

I thought it would not be a problem 
But I found out the night we rode the Circle Line 
It had to happen sometime 
(x2) 

And though you knew nowt about it 
You could pick up on signs 
Like being too polite 
And unassertive 

Cos I'm still missing something and 
I've tried everything