Jimmy Somerville
Smalltown Boy
To your soul
To your soul
Cry
To your soul
Cry
Cry
Cry
You leave in the morning with
everything you own in a little black case
Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face
everything you own in a little black case
Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face
Mother will never understand why you had to leave
But the answers you seek will never be found at home
The love that you need will never be found at home
But the answers you seek will never be found at home
The love that you need will never be found at home
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Pushed around and kicked around, always a lonely boy
You were the one that they'd talk
about around town as they put you down
And as hard as they would try, they'd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them, just to your soul
No, you never cried to them, just to your soul
You were the one that they'd talk
about around town as they put you down
And as hard as they would try, they'd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them, just to your soul
No, you never cried to them, just to your soul
Run away, turn away, run away,
turn away, run away (crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away,
turn away, run away (crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away,
turn away, run away (crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
turn away, run away (crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away,
turn away, run away (crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away,
turn away, run away (crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
You leave in the morning with
everything you own in a little black case
Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face
everything you own in a little black case
Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
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