A Brighter Beat

To make a move
Out the close, down the street
But we'd rather sit and stare

If I could move my head in time
We're an army around the country
Out the door, down the stairs
On the bus to the pub
Out the close, down the street
Now they've gone and left us
But I'd rather sit and stare
On the bus to the pub
There's an army around the country

It takes a lot of desperation
They once held dear
Out the door, down the stairs
And there people meet
It takes a lot of preparation
With a brighter beat
And wonder what might happen there
And there people meet
We're all stuck in our rooms
We're all stuck in our rooms

Just the ghosts of the people
And we're not here
To make a move
If we could move our heads in time
And wonder what just happened there
And a fridge full of beer
But a tenner in my pocket