| As you were, like a child | |
| Innocent and running Wild | |
| And now you're old and you're grey haired | |
| Your dead-eyed stare | |
| You're running Scared | |
| When you were young the fires spread | |
| Southeasterly to Beachy head | |
| And London's husk out rust | |
| That fled the lungs a bag of dust | |
| Draw a line in the sand | |
| Coast-to-coast and man-to-man | |
| Repopulate the Sherwood Forest | |
| And lynch the deathly pale this honest | |
| Carve a scar across the earth | |
| Visible from high above | |
| North and south, sever ties | |
| Kiss your enemies goodbye | |
| Hold of my heart like a stone | |
| Over waters deep below | |
| And running home, through the night | |
| I was running fast | |
| I was running scared | |
| I was running wild |