Straightjacket Songtext
von The Angels

He comes from the wasteland where stone streets lead into the night
They greet him and feed him, then shoot him down in their search light

They′re putting words in your mouth so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket

Wearing his straight jacket, taking his pay packet scars
She lies beside him and tells him that life′s not too hard

They're putting words in your mouth so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket
They′re putting words in your mouth so you′ll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket


Caught by the fear and the anger of all you despise
Wall in the feeling, revealing you've learned how to die

They′re putting words in your mouth so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket
They′re putting words in your mouth so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket
Cryin′ in some
Straight jacket


Straight Jacket
They put words in your mouth so you walk like them, you talk like them
Straight jacket
Straight jacket
Straight jacket
Straight, straight, straight, jacket