Phil Collins - Just Another Story lyrics

Father comes home 'cos his money's run out
Seems a little loose tonight
He starts to shout
Dinner's not on the table
Seems mother's not able
She's staring at the TV
You can smell it on his breath
Feel it in his touch
He never meant to hit her hard
But he's like that when he's had too much

Well the kid's at school
She's getting good grades
But the peer pressure's starting
Now - too bad, she had it made
Seems there's always someone trying to push
You to do something, you know
Ain't the way they told you to
It's hard to see
The things you taught her, how to be
It's like you told her nothing
Selective memory
Come on just try it, it's just
A smoke, ain't gonna kill you
So she takes a toke fade to grey

Well the guys at work seemed OK, they'd
Buy you a drink, get you laid
What's wrong with that?
Why'd they have more money than
You, expensive cars, expensive clothes
D'you ever think of what they do?
At night they're out, shaking people down
When they're walking together seems
They own the town
But hey who's gonna talk, you are their
Alibi, don't turn around
Don't ask questions, just walk

It's just another story about going too far
It's just another story about going too far