The Proclaimers - Leaving Home lyrics

East Coast trains run slow And Edinburgh seems cold For eighteen year olds Freedom But Leith feels like New York All the cars and talk Moving down the Walk All day So I'm lying in this hotel Hearing sirens and drunken fights But I paid cash to the angels Guarding me tonight So I'm lying in this hotel Hearing sirens and drunken fights And I paid cash to the angel Guarding me tonight Long days on my own Cry when I come home Have to carry on Somehow Leith could be New York All the cars and talk Moving down the Walk All day