(verse 1)
Julie was a lonely girl Said she was born that way
She always felt that way She left home at age sixteen
Got a job, what you're supposed to do That's what you gotta do
She fell in love and settled down In a council place out on the edge of town
She'd feel alone in a crowded room Cry when she heard a happy tune
(verse 2)
Well it would be nice to holiday 'Till they took her job away
They just took her life away And doing nothing isn't fun when you've
nothing from which to run
Yeah, you've nowhere left to run She'd visit the social every day
Every time be turned away Every time be turned away
She'd feel alone in a crowded room Cry when she heard a happy tune
(bridge - maybe not in the right order..)
(verse 3)
A hundred stairs to her new room Over glass and blackened spoons
Children grow old so soon Past the kids who gather there
Pain masked by narcotic stares But no-one really cares
Her dreams were cut up and bled dry A million voices in her cry
Julie waits, her world is her window And Julie hates just what she doesn't know
Julie hates, she hates the world below But Julie loves, she loves too much to know...
Julie was a lonely girl Said she was born that way
She always felt that way She left home at age sixteen
Got a job, what you're supposed to do That's what you gotta do
She fell in love and settled down In a council place out on the edge of town
She'd feel alone in a crowded room Cry when she heard a happy tune
(verse 2)
Well it would be nice to holiday 'Till they took her job away
They just took her life away And doing nothing isn't fun when you've
nothing from which to run
Yeah, you've nowhere left to run She'd visit the social every day
Every time be turned away Every time be turned away
She'd feel alone in a crowded room Cry when she heard a happy tune
(bridge - maybe not in the right order..)
(verse 3)
A hundred stairs to her new room Over glass and blackened spoons
Children grow old so soon Past the kids who gather there
Pain masked by narcotic stares But no-one really cares
Her dreams were cut up and bled dry A million voices in her cry
Julie waits, her world is her window And Julie hates just what she doesn't know
Julie hates, she hates the world below But Julie loves, she loves too much to know...