shuffle on in you better watch your mouth
i've got a feeling i've lost control
man needs a suit you better work it out
he's got a feeling he's lost control
there's no need to be afraid
i found it harder to listen
harder to run, but i got away,
'cause you were hanging round today
scuttle on home you better roll with it
i'm kind of worried i'm growing old
man needs a drink you better fetch his kit
he's kind of worried he's growing old
what if I changed my name again
i found it harder to listen
harder to run, but i got away
'cause you were hanging round today
so when the time comes for killing
would you throw me a line
would you sit by the walls we made
and when the time calls for giving would you toss me aside
let the glories of your song remain