I was born in 'The Merrie City'    I've been trying to get out of it    Nothing's changed since the 1950's    I'm surprised all the time what I find out       There must be something more    Can't figure it out    Still missing something and    I've tried everything       Love is a lie    Attraction an instinct    Believe what you like, you decide    But I still think that       There must be something more    Can't figure it out    Still missing something and    I've tried everything       Three months ago    I ran to Brighton    It didn't solve anything, no       I thought it would not be a problem    But I found out the night we rode the Circle Line    It had to happen sometime    (x2)       And though you knew nowt about it    You could pick up on signs    Like being too polite    And unassertive       Cos I'm still missing something and    I've tried everything