Текст песни budgie - In The Grip Of A Tyrefitter`s Hand
budgie - In The Grip Of A Tyrefitter`s Hand слова песни
You got your feelingsYour old fashioned feelingsAbout the world and its waysNo retributionNo simple solutionI think we`re caught in a mazeAnd all the plunderThat feeling down underIt tends to gnaw at youWe`re in the grip it`s a total EclipseThe tyre fitter`s got youNow let me explainThis feeling of painComes from the man at the top.His grip is so tightHis political mightThe tyre fitter will not stopHe`s bleeding your brainHe`ll drive you insaneNobody making a moveHe`ll give you a penBut he`s got him a gunThe tyre man is oh so shrewdI`m licking my woundsAnd mending my bonesAnd catching the wind out of townWe`re all in the grip of a tyre fitter`s handIt`s only doing me harmRunning awayJust isn`t the wayYou got to get it yourselfWatch what we doWe just gotta make doAnd hide away on the shelf