Red Brick

From our attic room with the peeling paint Unadopted street, with a squeaky gate With northern grit and fighting spirit We made friends and stories for life We had it all On top of the world We were 1970s free-range kids We were proud to be Red brick Before computer games and Sky TV We knew exactly who we wanted to be Digging dirt and kicking a ball In our cousins’ hand-me-down clothes We had it all On top of the world We were 1970s free-range kids We were proud to be Red brick With a dog, two cats, one pair of shoes Playing outside every day after school Sitting on cushions in the back Of our little yellow Bedford van We had it all On top of the world We were 1970s free-range kids We were proud to be Red brick What I wouldn’t give to feel The freedom of that BMX And to know We had it all On top of the world We were 1970s free-range kids We were proud to be Red brick We were 1970s free-range kids We were proud to be Red brick