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