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