Mrs Johnstoneoh, bright new day,we're movin' away

MickeyWhy mam?

Mrs JohnstoneWe're startin' all over again

Mrs JohnstoneOh. Bright new daywe're going away

SammyWhere?

Mrs JohnstoneWhere nobody's heard of our name

SammyMoving away - from here?

Mrs JohnstoneWhere we can begin again,feel we can win and thenlive just like livin' should be.Got a new situation,a new destinationand no reputation following me

MickeyLinda we're movin'..

Lindaso are we!

Mrs Johnstonewe're getting outwe're movin house,we're starting all over again.

Mickey/Sammy/Lindaabba dabba doo!

Mrs JohnstoneWe're leavin' this messfor our new address"sixty five skelmersale lane"

SammyIs that in the country, mother?

Donna MarieWhat's it like there?

Mrs JohnstoneThe air is so pureyou get drunk just by breathing,and the washing stays clean on the line.Where there's room for thekids the garden's that big,it would take you a weekjust to reach the far sidecome on sammy mickey, now you've all gotta help 'emwould you excuse us, we've gorra packwe're movin'

NeighbourOh,that's too bad!

PostmanOh, isn't it sad

PolicemanPraise the lord, he has delivered us at last

NeighbourWe mustn't scoff!

Neighbourthe Johnstones are off

AllClap your handsgrab your whistlegive it a blast

PostmanGoodbye to the riff raffthe trash and the trouble

NeighbourGoodbye to the scum and the scruff

MilkmanWherever you're goingwe hope you go knowing

AllThat as far as you're goingwon't be far enough!

Mrs JohnstoneJust pack the bags,we're leavin' the rags,the wobbly wardrobe,chest of drawers that never close.The two legged chair, the carpet so bare.You wouldn't see it if it wasn't for the holes.Now that we're movin'

Now that we're improvin'let's just wash our hands of this lotfor it's no longer fitting, for me to be sittinon a sofa, i know for a fact was knocked off

We might get a car,be all'lardie dah',an' go drivin' out to the sands.

LindaWe're coming too!

Mrs JohnstoneAt the weekend,a gentleman friend,might take me dancingto the local bandswe'll have a front roomand then if it should happen,that his holiness flies in from rome,he can sit there with me,eating toast, drinking teain the sort of surroundingsthat remind him of home

Mickeyit's like the country isn't it, mam?

Mrs JohnstoneEy we'll be all right out here son. Away fromthe muck an' the dirt an' the bloody troubleeh, i feel like i could dance. Come here.

MickeyGet off...

Mrs JohnstoneOh, bright new day,we're movin' away,

we're startin' all over again.Oh, bright new day,we're goin' away,where nobody's heard of our name.

SammyCome on gang-let's go and play in that field,

Mrs JohnstoneMickey. An' what are you laughin' at?

MickeyI’m not laughin'. I'm smilin'. I haven't seen youhappy like this for ages.

Mrs JohnstoneWell, I am happy now eh, Jesus where's the others?

MickeyThey went into that field over there. Mam.

Mrs JohnstoneSammy Sammy! Get off that bleedin' cow beforeI kill you. That cow's a bull.

Mrs JohnstoneNow we can begin again,feel we can win an' then,live just like livin' should be.Got a new situation,a new destination,an' no reputation following me.

AllW e're gettin' out we're movin' housewe're goin' away. Gettin' out todaywe're movin' movin' movin' movin' movin' house.We're goin' away oh, bright new day