Lyrics:

They’re knocking down my Towerblock
The place where I grew up
When the walls start falling
I’m gonna be ready

My estately home
Cold fingers risen from the land
I grew up life on stone
In the palm of your toughened hand

They’re all gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
The height lines on my bedroom door
They’re all gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
My soldiers hiding under the floor
They’re all gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
The never ending Monday nights
They’re all gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
The sound of Friday stairwell fights

They’re knocking down my Towerblock
The place that I come from
When the walls are falling, falling
I’m gonna be ready

They’re knocking down my Towerblock
The place that I ran from
When this all means nothing, nothing
I’m gonna be ready

There is glass on the carpet
There is dust in the air
All this deafening wonder
But I wish that you were here

This space was a battleground
This place was a war
You beat me, now I beat you
As they tear it to the floor

I’m the only survivor
Of a life I’ve never known
There’ll be nothing left of your devastation
They're tearing down your house

They’re knocking down my Towerblock
The place that I come from
When the shades come knocking, knocking
I’m gonna be ready

They’re knocking down my Towerblock
The place that I ran from
Now the walls are falling, falling
I’m gonna be ready

They’re knocking down my Towerblock
They’re knocking down my Towerblock
Yeah