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Mrs. Brown wakes up every morning |
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She takes the milk from her doorstep |
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Puts on a pair of faded carpet slippers |
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And walks a painful mile to the launderette |
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Her husband |
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Jack is slowly dying |
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Asbestos poisoning had riddled his insides |
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He got his pension six years early |
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When they took away his job they took away his pride |
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Mrs. Wilson sets her clock for seven |
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To see the children off to school |
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She can't afford to give them breakfast |
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Well not as a rule |
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Her husband |
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Jack has run away |
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Gone with the barmaid from the |
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Roses' Crown |
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Picks up her prescription every |
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FridayShe's heading for her second nervous breakdown |
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Jennifer Lee is only seventeen |
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She had a baby when she was still at school |
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Her parents have disowned her |
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And the social service barely calls |
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The father was a boy she met at a party |
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Her sister |
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Debbie's twenty-first |
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She can't remember his face or his name very well |
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Anyway he probably doesn't remember her |
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And every day's the same |
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On paradise estate |
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Because paradise came one day too late |
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We all live in little boxes |
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Boxes made of bricks |
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Boxes for unmarried mothers |
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Elderly and sick |
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Graffiti on the walls |
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Tells it all"Gary loves July" |
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National Front slogans"Jesus is coming""Kilroy was here" |
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But paradise came one day too late |
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On paradise estate |
