La vida se esconde en este lugar.

La cosa llega a su fin. 

Me he buscado y buscado a mí misma. He experimentado. He probado. He descubierto. Para eso era este año. Para experimentar, probar, y descubrir lo que quiero. Me he vuelto loca. Lo he pasado bien. Lo he pasado mal. He querido huir. He querido quedarme. He cambiado. Al final, sobre mí misma, he encontrado poco. Pero por lo menos he empezado. 

I've been walking in the same way,

as I did.

Missing out the cracks in the pavement,

and tutting my heel, and strutting my feet.

"Is there anything I can do for you, dear?

Is there anyone I can call?"

"No, and thank you, please Madam.

I ain't lost, just wondering". 

Round my hometown, 

memories are fresh.

Round my hometown,

ohh, the people I've met.

Are the wonders of my world. 

Are the wonders of my world.

Are the wonders of this world.

Are the wonders of my world.

I like it in the city,

when the air is so thick and opaque.

I love to see everybody in short skirts,

shorts and shades.

I like it in the city,

when two worlds collide.

You get the people and the government,

everybody taking different sides.

Shows that we are united,

shows that we ain't gonna take it. 

Shows that we ain't gonna stand.

Round my hometown.