Good Tradition   There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside   There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside      And though the rain may fall - your father's calling you   You still feel safe inside   And though your ma's too proud - your brother's ignoring you   You still feel safe inside      Oh, was this solo?   Was this yesterday?   Was this true for you?   'Cos while all the rest have taken time   This didn't do a lot for you      And the corners laced with memories   Tell you how it used to be   Your mother smiles, the children play, and all the bad things happen miles away      And strong feelings never bother you   You hold your head up while the rest of us try to      Oh, call the stations   Call the people   We all want to know   'Cos while all the rest have taken time   You don't wanna know      Well, there's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside   There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside      And though the rain may fall - your father's calling you   You still feel safe inside   And though your ma's too proud - your brother's ignoring you   You still feel safe inside      Oh, was this solo?   Was this yesterday?   Was this true for you?   'Cos of all the choices you have made   This didn't do a lot for you   Tanita Tikaram, vocals & guitar   Rod Argent, keyboards   Peter Van Hooke, drums   Rory McFarlane, bass guitar   Paul Brady, mandolin   Helen O'Hara, violin   Phil Todd, saxophone   Pete Beachill, trombone   Noel Langley, trumpet