The Knowledge Lyrics

From the bricks to the narrow roads

The wheels always turning as the mixer loads

Dad cashed his payslip on a Kilburn Road for shoes

And plates on the table every night of the week

Saved for and paid for by the Shoulders Creek

Sold off the watch and the odd antique for boots

He was tying ties, hiding lows, building high on housing rows

I know, I know

Walls to paint and to demolish, driving nights to learn the knowledge

I know, I know

You live in the fate of the horse and fools

And he rushed from the moment he downed his tools

So he's back for the banshee and for Fionn MacCool in Bed

And there's pain within those shoulders and there's cuts along that back

There's heart within the pain and there's heart within the brack

Protector and defender by attack and attack and attack

He was tying ties, hiding lows, building high on housing rows

I know, I know

Walls to paint and to demolish, driving nights to learn the knowledge

I know, I know

Now come Sunday morning, he'd go and pick the team

He'd have to grab the whistle cos there's no referee

And he'd run the line as well if he could split into three I'd say

And before the match we'd go into the church for some reason

As if missing it could have an impact on the season

So I'd kneel in my shin pads near a statue of Jesus and play

He was tying ties, hiding lows, building high on housing rows

I know, I know

Walls to paint and to demolish, driving nights to learn the knowledge

I know, I know

He was tying ties, hiding lows, building high on housing rows

I know, I know