Was always waiting for the crush
The car to drive right through the shops
To call in sick and late at work
And take a holiday..
Was always tangled up in knots
To keep myself from speaking up
But no-one`s listening anyway
Just trying to bribe me..
And if it`s alright, then what am I doing here?
And if it`s alright, this place is gassed by fear
And if it`s alright, I`ll tell you, `cause you never understand
And if it`s alright, I`ll beg you, `cause I`m a begging kind of man
Today I wrote a bad cheque
Packed a bag and took a jet
But no-one`s looking anyway
I hope they miss me
I just think maybe I`m making a mistake.