Gotta Getaway - Stiff Little Fingers

You know there ain’t no street like home

To make you feel so all alone

Plenty of folk to tell you what to do

But they don’t speak the same language as you

They wanna have me here

Have me and hold me near

Hold me down fasten and tie

But the cars are all flashing me

Bright lights are passing me

I feel life passing me by

The fuss is buzzing in my head

My father argued and my mother begged

It’s not their words ain’t tugging at me

But gotta stretch them break them get myself free

Gotta gotta gettaway, gotta gotta gettaway

I’m leaving home