There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside

There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside



And though the rain may fall - your father's calling you

You still feel safe inside

And though your ma's too proud - your brother's ignoring you

You still feel safe inside



Oh, was this solo?

Was this yesterday?

Was this true for you?

'Cos while all the rest have taken time

This didn't do a lot for you



And the corners laced with memories

Tell you how it used to be

Your mother smiles, the children play, and all the bad things happen miles away



And strong feelings never bother you

You hold your head up while the rest of us try to



Oh, call the stations

Call the people

We all want to know

'Cos while all the rest have taken time

You don't wanna know



Well, there's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside

There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside



And though the rain may fall - your father's calling you

You still feel safe inside

And though your ma's too proud - your brother's ignoring you

You still feel safe inside



Oh, was this solo?

Was this yesterday?

Was this true for you?

'Cos of all the choices you have made

This didn't do a lot for you