Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bright New Day, artist - Kiki Dee. Date of issue: 31.12.1987
Song language: English
Bright New Day |
| Oh, bright new day! |
| We’re movin' away |
| Mam, what’s up? |
| We’re startin' all over again |
| Is it a summons mother? |
| Oh, bright new day! |
| We’re movin' away |
| Sammy! |
| Where nobody’s heard of our name |
| I never done nothin'! |
| Honest, mam! |
| Where we can begin again |
| Feel we can win and then |
| Live just like living should be |
| Got a new situation |
| A new destination |
| No reputation followin' me! |
| What is it? |
| What is it? |
| We’re getting out |
| We’re moving house |
| We’re startin' all over again |
| Yeah! |
| We’re leaving this mess |
| For our new address |
| 65 Skelmersdale Lane |
| Where’s that, mam? |
| Is that in the country? |
| What’s it like there? |
| Where the air is so pure you get drunk just by breathing |
| The washing stays clean on the line |
| And there’s space for the kids |
| 'Cause the garden’s that big |
| It’ll take you a week just to reach the far side |
| (spoken) |
| Come on Sammy, Mickey, you’ve all gorra help |
| Er, please excuse us, we’ve gorra pack |
| We’re movin' |
| (sung) |
| What did she say? |
| They’re movin' away |
| Praise the Lord, He has delivered us at last! |
| They’re getting out |
| They’re moving house |
| Life won’t be the same as in the past |
| I can safely predict a sharp drop in the crime rate |
| It’ll be calm and peaceful 'round 'ere |
| And now I might even get paid what is mine |
| An' you’ll see the graffiti will soon disappear |
| Just pack up the bags |
| We’re leaving the rags |
| The wobbly wardrobe |
| Chest of drawers that doesn’t close |
| The two-legged chair |
| The carpet so bare |
| You wouldn’t see it if wasn’t for the holes |
| Now that we’re movin' |
| Now that we’re improvin' |
| Let’s just wash our hands of this lot |
| It’s no longer fitting for me to be sitting |
| On a sofa I know for a fact was knocked off |
| We might get a car |
| Be all la-dee-dah |
| Beep beep! |
| Go driving out to the sands |
| Mickey! |
| Sammy! |
| The sands, yeah! |
| And at the weekend |
| A gentleman friend |
| Might take me dancing to the local bands |
| We’ll have a front room |
| And then if it should happen |
| His Holiness flies in from Rome |
| He can sit there with me |
| Eating toast, drinking tea |
| In the sort of surroundings that remind him of home |
| (spoken) |
| It’s like the country, isn’t it, mam? |
| You’ll be alright out here, son. |
| Away from the muck and the dirt and the bloody |
| trouble. |
| I could dance — come 'ere! |
| Get off! |
| Get off! |
| (sung) |
| Oh, bright new day |
| We’re movin' away |
| We’re startin' all over again |
| All over again! |
| Oh, bright new day |
| We’re movin' away |
| Where nobody’s heard of our name |
| (spoken) |
| What’re you laughin' at? |
| I’m not laughin', I’m smilin'. |
| I haven’t seen you happy like this for ages, mam! |
| I am happy now, son. |
| But, hey, where’s the others? |
| They went into that field over there, mam |
| Sammy. |
| Sammy, get off that bleedin' cow before I kill ya! |
| Christ, |
| what’s our Donna Marie stepped into? |
| Sammy, that cow’s a bull! |
| Come 'ere the |
| pair of ya! |
| (sung) |
| Now we can begin again |
| Feel we can win and then |
| Live just like living should be |
| Got a new situation |
| A new destination |
| No reputation followin' me! |
| We’re gettin' out |
| We’re movin' house |
| We’re goin' away |
| We’re gettin' out today |
| Gettin' out today |
| We’ve movin', movin' movin', we’re movin', we’re movin' |
| Movin' house |
| We’re goin' away |
| Oh, bright new day! |