(It's A) Long Way To Paradise (From Here) — Stiff Little Fingers

When you're young you stand your ground And nothing seem to get you down at all Then you grow to realise That everything ain't black and white, it's brown On and on your life drags on and every day's the same

It's a long way to paradise from here It's a long way to paradise from here

Every week you stand in line You queue to put your name upon a form And every week they have devised Another way of making you feel small On and on your life grinds on and you're not living at all

You think you're tough, You think you're smart But they know how to break your heart they'll chew you up and spit you out and make you start again