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