Now this one's for the children
Come on out and hit the streets
There'll be flooding in the highways
And they'll be standing on their feet
So no one said it's easy
It's like the wind up and the pitch
We're here to have a good time honey
But this time it's hit or miss
Our week is taking shape
Ain't it just great that I can't concentrate?
Far from home, we'll turn to stone
Alone on holiday
Now this one's for the rebels
While they're All sheltered in some pain
Oh today we're moving on and out
Out beneath the driving rain
Now it's time to hit the light switch
As all the power slowly fades
We'll resurrect the darkness baby
From the darkness we've betrayed
Our week is taking shape
Ain't it just great that I can't concentrate?
Far from home, we'll turn to stone
Alone on holiday
Alone on holiday
Our week is taking shape
Ain't it just great that it still resonates?
Far from home, we won't be condoned
Alone on holiday
Alone on holiday