The time I think most clearly The time I drift away Is on the bus ride That meanders Up these valleys of green and grey I get to think about what might have been And what may yet come true And I get to pass the rainy mile Thinking of you And all the while, all the while I still hear that call To the land of gold and poison That beckons to us all Nothing changes here very much You used to say it never will The pubs are all full on Friday nights And things get started still We spent hours last week with Billy Boy Bleeding, yeah, queuing in casualty Stare at those posters we used to laugh at Never-never land, palm trees by the sea Well, there was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad When all they had to do was knock him down But no one asks too many questions like that anymore Since you left this town And tomorrow brings another train Another young brave steals away But you're the one I remember From these valleys of the green and the grey You used to talk about winners and losers all the time As if that was all there was As if we were not of the same blood family As if we lived by different laws Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills Than you owe to your good self? Is it true that the world has always got to be something That seems to happen somewhere else? For God's sake Don't you realize That I still hear that call? Do you think you're so brave Just to go running To that which beckons to us all? And tomorrow brings another train Another young brave steals away But you're the one I remember From these valleys of the green and the grey No, not for one second Did you look behind you As you were walking away Never once did you wish any of us well Those who had chosen to stay And if that's what it takes to make it In the place that you live today Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I sent From the valleys of the green and the grey Valleys of the green and the grey
this song grows and grows for over 20 years now - and definitely no end in sight; this live-version is ... ah forget it - every comment on this is justsuperfluous - just watch and listen
greatesr band ever greatest people ever i lived in bradford i mnet them i can say the most amazing musicians and people i ever met the only band which gave me shivers after 20 years
I saw NMA at different conzerts between 1990-1994 which made me always impressed, but the best concert I ever visit was that of Rockpalast in 1990 (Philipshalle Düsseldorf). I have never felt such an atmosphere on a concert like there. Thank you NMA, you're the best. ..and btw... Green & Grey ....best song ever ;-)
und um es nicht vergessen zu sagen... Damals standen noch mehr Leute auf den Schultern der anderen, teilweise ganze Pyramiden. ...und die eingefleischten Fans die NMA hinterher reisten, trugen meist mit Leder und Nieten beschlagene Holzklocks.
i miss the band live and big jan singing and dancing up there. i ve seen the band in several countries and cities and weird enough they come playing close to my place in berlin and am not there wtf...........
Save the Date! New Model Army will headline the Volk im Schloss Festival on Friday, 26. August 2016. It is a free festival in a small and beautiful location in Gross-Gerau, Germany (near Frankfurt).
Verdammte Hacke ist das ein geiler Text. Da können die Rolling Stones und die ganze plastik Popdreckswelt und sogar Helene Fischer aber sowas von Einpacken. Ha! Beat this!
question to all Germans, and why not anyone else, listening to this - what's the area, city, town with which you associate this song? It's written by a guy from Northern England and for sure as a guy from Northern Finland it sounds all too really familiar to me, but I'm really curious as to how it resonates with people from other parts of the world.
I am Musician and can play it! It is one of my favorite songs and i have honoured Justin with it also .But if persons only watch platforms like these they can‘t know it !!!
***** : wohl noch nie n live konzert von NMA gesehen, oder...? da stehen immer 2, 3 und mehr auf schultern... ist sehr typisch für deren konzerte... aber das weißt du als großer fan ja bestimmt auch so....
A quick question to people who listen to songs about going far away and leaving it all who never actually went anywhere and did nothing with their lives what do you think when all these songs are basically alien to you..........did anyone ever write a song about poor little Johnny he did F all but sit on his boring arse in the same pub for 50 years and stagnate till his brain died?
a quick answer with several questions: is it always a choice to leave the place you’ve lived your childhood? Some have been hurt: family, so-called friends, school, « high »-school, sports, Saturday’s fights…are you sure the one who do «nothing » in those distant places would have done more in their home town? Sullivan’s song doesn’t judge the ones who have leaved: he knows their memories bring them where they were hurt, doesn’t he?
The time I think most clearly The time I drift away Is on the bus ride That meanders Up these valleys of green and grey I get to think about what might have been And what may yet come true And I get to pass the rainy mile Thinking of you And all the while, all the while I still hear that call To the land of gold and poison That beckons to us all Nothing changes here very much You used to say it never will The pubs are all full on Friday nights And things get started still We spent hours last week with Billy-Boy Bleeding, yeah, queuing in casualty Staring at those posters we used to laugh at Never-never land, palm trees by the sea Well, there was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad When all they had to do was knock him down But no one asks too many questions like that anymore Since you left this town And tomorrow brings another train Another young brave steals away But you're the one I remembe From these valleys of the green and the grey You used to talk about winners and losers all the time As if that was all there was As if we were not of the same blood family As if we lived by different laws Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills Than you owe to your good self? Is it true that the world has always got to be something That seems to happen somewhere else? For God's sake Don't you realize That I still hear that call? Do you think you're so brave Just to go running To that which beckons to us all? And tomorrow brings another train Another young brave steals away But you're the one I remember From these valleys of the green and the grey No, not for one second Did you look behind you As you were walking away Never once did you wish any of us well Those who had chosen to stay And if that's what it takes to make it In the place where you live today Then I guess you'll never read one of these letters that I sent From these valleys of the green and the grey
In a world of chaos, there is only one constant, thank goodness for NMA...
Timeless masterpiece!
Absolutely love this after 1rst hearing this in ‘89…included this in my wedding ‘99🙌❣️🤘👍✊️
The time I think most clearly
The time I drift away
Is on the bus ride
That meanders
Up these valleys of green and grey
I get to think about what might have been
And what may yet come true
And I get to pass the rainy mile
Thinking of you
And all the while, all the while
I still hear that call
To the land of gold and poison
That beckons to us all
Nothing changes here very much
You used to say it never will
The pubs are all full on Friday nights
And things get started still
We spent hours last week with Billy Boy
Bleeding, yeah, queuing in casualty
Stare at those posters we used to laugh at
Never-never land, palm trees by the sea
Well, there was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad
When all they had to do was knock him down
But no one asks too many questions like that anymore
Since you left this town
And tomorrow brings another train
Another young brave steals away
But you're the one I remember
From these valleys of the green and the grey
You used to talk about winners and losers all the time
As if that was all there was
As if we were not of the same blood family
As if we lived by different laws
Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills
Than you owe to your good self?
Is it true that the world has always got to be something
That seems to happen somewhere else?
For God's sake
Don't you realize
That I still hear that call?
Do you think you're so brave
Just to go running
To that which beckons to us all?
And tomorrow brings another train
Another young brave steals away
But you're the one I remember
From these valleys of the green and the grey
No, not for one second
Did you look behind you
As you were walking away
Never once did you wish any of us well
Those who had chosen to stay
And if that's what it takes to make it
In the place that you live today
Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I sent
From the valleys of the green and the grey
Valleys of the green and the grey
this song grows and grows for over 20 years now - and definitely no end in sight; this live-version is ... ah forget it - every comment on this is justsuperfluous - just watch and listen
Pure quality and fans actually taking in the band and their performance. Top drawer.
Reminds me of old times ... timeless x
could any song and words ever tell it like this....sad....beautiful....it belongs forever
greatesr band ever greatest people ever i lived in bradford i mnet them i can say the most amazing musicians and people i ever met the only band which gave me shivers after 20 years
Reminds me of living in Hebden Bridge 1980s
you are the one I remember from these valleys of green of grey ... my love ... my only ... NMA forever
Saw them live 1991 in my hometown Gera in Thuringia - great performance!
I saw NMA at different conzerts between 1990-1994 which made me always impressed, but the best concert I ever visit was that of Rockpalast in 1990 (Philipshalle Düsseldorf).
I have never felt such an atmosphere on a concert like there. Thank you NMA, you're the best. ..and btw... Green & Grey ....best song ever ;-)
und um es nicht vergessen zu sagen... Damals standen noch mehr Leute auf den Schultern der anderen, teilweise ganze Pyramiden. ...und die eingefleischten Fans die NMA hinterher reisten, trugen meist mit Leder und Nieten beschlagene Holzklocks.
Walkley Clogs
Will always be one of My favoritter songs.
First time '86 at Dunstable Queensway Hall. Love 'em
Aaaah one of the best NMA songs
Mega❤❤❤
i miss the band live and big jan singing and dancing up there. i ve seen the band in several countries and cities and weird enough they come playing close to my place in berlin and am not there wtf...........
See you Friday...🖤
Song reminds of getting the 746 bus from Wilberfoss to Pocklington.
I just love this song
Genius
Best song
Great writing, great song
best ever.still got my clogs
Save the Date! New Model Army will headline the Volk im Schloss Festival on Friday, 26. August 2016. It is a free festival in a small and beautiful location in Gross-Gerau, Germany (near Frankfurt).
+corsa772 I ll be there dude
My first time ,the tube 84.
Very reminiscent of the West Pennine Moors in Lancashire.
ah ah me too as an italian living in berlin
IMACULATTA ❤
Verdammte Hacke ist das ein geiler Text. Da können die Rolling Stones und die ganze plastik Popdreckswelt und sogar Helene Fischer aber sowas von Einpacken. Ha! Beat this!
was für eine geile bänd
NMA. No band can touch them Imo!!!
Frank...t. Frank...l. Brummer,ingo,Christian, Thomas, Martin.....vermisse euch!....
Roll on Lincoln next week 🥰
Total Class XXX old skool NMA fan
What might the guy that enacts the song standing on the shoulders of his pals might do today?
question to all Germans, and why not anyone else, listening to this - what's the area, city, town with which you associate this song? It's written by a guy from Northern England and for sure as a guy from Northern Finland it sounds all too really familiar to me, but I'm really curious as to how it resonates with people from other parts of the world.
NUUKU POMMİİN BRO...
Well Hessen
Thus is for Rob Rip mate
and again and again
Nice Song .
Just nice? It's a timeless masterpiece!
I am Musician and can play it! It is one of my favorite songs and i have honoured Justin with it also .But if persons only watch platforms like these they can‘t know it !!!
***** : wohl noch nie n live konzert von NMA gesehen, oder...? da stehen immer 2, 3 und mehr auf schultern... ist sehr typisch für deren konzerte... aber das weißt du als großer fan ja bestimmt auch so....
+Seelen Winter der ist JEDES Jahr in Köln dabei, der Typ. Glaub mittlerweile hat er ein paar mehr Tatoos.
el mejor el pecho lobo de en medio😂😂
whether you consider me following or no, I am.
Bradford
A quick question to people who listen to songs about going far away and leaving it all who never actually went anywhere and did nothing with their lives what do you think when all these songs are basically alien to you..........did anyone ever write a song about poor little Johnny he did F all but sit on his boring arse in the same pub for 50 years and stagnate till his brain died?
a quick answer with several questions: is it always a choice to leave the place you’ve lived your childhood? Some have been hurt: family, so-called friends, school, « high »-school, sports, Saturday’s fights…are you sure the one who do «nothing » in those distant places would have done more in their home town? Sullivan’s song doesn’t judge the ones who have leaved: he knows their memories bring them where they were hurt, doesn’t he?
Lead guitar player is Terrible.
No energy. Generic sound.
The time I think most clearly
The time I drift away
Is on the bus ride
That meanders
Up these valleys of green and grey
I get to think about what might have been
And what may yet come true
And I get to pass the rainy mile
Thinking of you
And all the while, all the while
I still hear that call
To the land of gold and poison
That beckons to us all
Nothing changes here very much
You used to say it never will
The pubs are all full on Friday nights
And things get started still
We spent hours last week with Billy-Boy
Bleeding, yeah, queuing in casualty
Staring at those posters we used to laugh at
Never-never land, palm trees by the sea
Well, there was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad
When all they had to do was knock him down
But no one asks too many questions like that anymore
Since you left this town
And tomorrow brings another train
Another young brave steals away
But you're the one I remembe
From these valleys of the green and the grey
You used to talk about winners and losers all the time
As if that was all there was
As if we were not of the same blood family
As if we lived by different laws
Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills
Than you owe to your good self?
Is it true that the world has always got to be something
That seems to happen somewhere else?
For God's sake
Don't you realize
That I still hear that call?
Do you think you're so brave
Just to go running
To that which beckons to us all?
And tomorrow brings another train
Another young brave steals away
But you're the one I remember
From these valleys of the green and the grey
No, not for one second
Did you look behind you
As you were walking away
Never once did you wish any of us well
Those who had chosen to stay
And if that's what it takes to make it
In the place where you live today
Then I guess you'll never read one of these letters that I sent
From these valleys of the green and the grey