One way
Levellers (Glastonbury '92) Lyrics


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There's only one way of life
And that's your own

My father when I was younger
Took me up on to the hill
That looked down on the city smog
Above the factory spill
He said this is where I come
When I want to be free
Well he never was in his lifetime
But these words stuck with me

I ran from all of this
And I climbed that highest hill
And looked down on my life
Above the factory spill
I looked down onto my life
As the family disgrace
Then to all my friends on the starting line
Their wages off to chase
and all my friends and all their jobs
And all the bloody waste

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I grew up, learned to love and laugh
Circled A's on the underpass
But the noise we thought would never stop
Died a death as the punks grew up
And we choked on our dreams
We wrestled with our fears
Running through the heartless concrete streets
Chasing our ideas

And the problems of the world
Won't be solved by this guitar
And they won't stop coming either
By the life I've had so far
And the bright lights of my home town
Won't be getting any dimmer
Though their calling has receded now
Like some old distant singer
And they don't seem so appealing
To the eyes of this poor sinner





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Overall Meaning

The Levellers' song "One Way" is an anthem to the idea of individualism and the power of self-determination. The first line "There's only one way of life and that's your own" encapsulates the central message of the song. The singer's father takes him to a hill overlooking a city that is polluted by factories, and the father expresses his desire for freedom in this moment. Although the father never realized this dream, his words stuck with the singer as he later looks down on his own life and the lives of those around him. He sees himself as the family disgrace, in contrast to his friends who are starting jobs and chasing after wages, which he considers a "bloody waste."


As the song progresses, the singer reflects on his journey from a punk to adulthood, circling A's on the underpass, chasing his ideas, but also wrestling with his fears amidst the heartless concrete streets. He acknowledges that the problems of the world can't be solved by the guitar or the life he's lived so far, and the bright lights of his hometown don't seem so appealing to him anymore. This ending serves as a critique of the idea that moving away solves problems, and reflects a deeper understanding of the complexity of individualism as a concept.


Line by Line Meaning

There's only one way of life
There is only one path in life to follow


And that's your own
And it is unique to each individual


My father when I was younger
When I was young, my father


Took me up on to the hill
Carried me to the top of a hill


That looked down on the city smog
That overlooked the smoggy city


Above the factory spill
Beyond the waste coming from the factories


He said this is where I come
He said this is his place of freedom


When I want to be free
When he wants to escape his struggles


Well he never was in his lifetime
But he was never able to attain it in his life


But these words stuck with me
These words remained in my memory


I ran from all of this
I escaped from all of this


And I climbed that highest hill
And I reached the highest point of the hill


And looked down on my life
And observed my life from above


Above the factory spill
Surpassing the factory waste


I looked down onto my life
I viewed my existence from a distance


As the family disgrace
As someone who brought shame to the family


Then to all my friends on the starting line
Then to my friends who are just beginning their lives


Their wages off to chase
Going after money


And all my friends and all their jobs
And all of my friends and their occupations


And all the bloody waste
And all of the useless things


I grew up, learned to love and laugh
I matured, learned to love and enjoy life


Circled A's on the underpass
Marked the anarchy symbol on the subway wall


But the noise we thought would never stop
But all the commotion that we believed would never end


Died a death as the punks grew up
Disappeared as the punk subculture got older


And we choked on our dreams
And we struggled with our aspirations


We wrestled with our fears
We grappled with our anxieties


Running through the heartless concrete streets
Sprinting through the cold, uncaring city streets


Chasing our ideas
Pursuing our concepts


And the problems of the world
And the difficulties faced by the world


Won't be solved by this guitar
Cannot be solved by simply playing music


And they won't stop coming either
And they will persist without end


By the life I've had so far
Based on the life I've lived up to now


And the bright lights of my home town
And the dazzling lights of my hometown


Won't be getting any dimmer
Will not be losing their brightness


Though their calling has receded now
Although their allure has diminished


Like some old distant singer
Like some ancient voice from far away


And they don't seem so appealing
And they no longer seem enticing


To the eyes of this poor sinner
To the eyes of this unfortunate individual


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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHARLES KENTON HEATHER, JEREMY CUNNINGHAM, JONATHAN SEVINK, MARK CHADWICK, SIMON FRIEND

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