Straightjacket / I Ain’t the One / Save Me Songtext
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Straightjacket / I Ain’t the One / Save Me Songtext
(Go, Doc)
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 pack of scars
She lies beside him and tells him that life′s not too hard
Putting words in your mouth, so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket
Putting words in your mouth, so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket
Whoa, look out
Smokers choking in a smoking room, fishes in the fish tank
Sailors waiting for the tide to turn, too bad the ship sank
Well-dressed wax-work wound up to walk, stares through the window
Clown in the alley-way looking for the exit, facing the shadow
Don′t patronise you
Don′t try to put you down
Don't criticise you
I ain′t the one, I ain't the one, I ain′t the one to judge
I ain't the one, I ain′t the one, I ain't the one to judge
Hard hitting journalist, says he's a communist
Says he believes in World War III
Lives in a high-rent luxury apartment
He ain′t fooling me
Don′t patronise you
Don't try to put you down
Don′t criticise you
I ain't the one, I ain′t the one, I ain't the one to judge
I ain′t the one, I ain't the one, I ain't the one to judge
Save me, save me
Save me, save me
Long-nosed old pros, trading used quotes
Men with pencils making copious notes
Out in the dark of the far-left wing
An old man shaking a sheet of tin
Judgements fall into well-spun webs
The ditches are full of used bayonets
Local priest still holds the floor
With the same old line from the time before
Don′t you know when I′ve had enough?
I laugh at love, ain't that tough?
Don′t you know when I've had enough?
I laugh at love and all that stuff
Don′t you know when I've had enough, like to be alone?
Just to be alone, wanna be alone
Oh, to be alone, got to be alone
Alone, alone, alone, alone
Wanna be alone, just to be alone
Got to be alone (yeah)
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 pack of scars
She lies beside him and tells him that life′s not too hard
Putting words in your mouth, so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket
Putting words in your mouth, so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket
Whoa, look out
Smokers choking in a smoking room, fishes in the fish tank
Sailors waiting for the tide to turn, too bad the ship sank
Well-dressed wax-work wound up to walk, stares through the window
Clown in the alley-way looking for the exit, facing the shadow
Don′t patronise you
Don′t try to put you down
Don't criticise you
I ain′t the one, I ain't the one, I ain′t the one to judge
I ain't the one, I ain′t the one, I ain't the one to judge
Hard hitting journalist, says he's a communist
Says he believes in World War III
Lives in a high-rent luxury apartment
He ain′t fooling me
Don′t patronise you
Don't try to put you down
Don′t criticise you
I ain't the one, I ain′t the one, I ain't the one to judge
I ain′t the one, I ain't the one, I ain't the one to judge
Save me, save me
Save me, save me
Long-nosed old pros, trading used quotes
Men with pencils making copious notes
Out in the dark of the far-left wing
An old man shaking a sheet of tin
Judgements fall into well-spun webs
The ditches are full of used bayonets
Local priest still holds the floor
With the same old line from the time before
Don′t you know when I′ve had enough?
I laugh at love, ain't that tough?
Don′t you know when I've had enough?
I laugh at love and all that stuff
Don′t you know when I've had enough, like to be alone?
Just to be alone, wanna be alone
Oh, to be alone, got to be alone
Alone, alone, alone, alone
Wanna be alone, just to be alone
Got to be alone (yeah)
Writer(s): Bernard Patrick Neeson, Richard Brewster-jones, John Brewster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
