Phil Fleish
Lashing out like fire
On a cold and windy day
Uncontrolled desire
Has stole his mind away
And now he has a corner
And woodblocks wedged to play
Now he's always looking out
But noone's looking in
Live his life in doubt now
But never deep in sin
And at night they sneak by
And then they lock him in
Lashing out like fire
On a cold and windy day
Uncontrolled desire
Stole his mind away
And now he has a corner, yeah
And woodblocks wedged to play