Lyrics:

Here lives a pocket full of lives with no future Take it for what it is, it's only drunken lies You should open up your mind, look to the future You could be waiting for the ship that sails you home I'm going home What would you give me for the songs that I've been singing How could you ever say that you've got more than me? Mick say's that he can never get no satifaction These day's I think I know exactly what he means What does he mean? You won't get You don't get What you need Life is a strange thing You won't get You don't get What you need Life is a strange thing now Here lives a pocket full of lives with no future Take it for what it is, it's only drunken lies You should open up you mind, look to the future You could be waiting for the ship that sails you home I'm going home You won't get You don't get What you need Life is a strange thing You won't get You don't get What you need Life is a strange thing now