Billy Bragg
January Song
I'm so tightly wound in tensionFeel just like a guitar stringWait until revealed emotionsTouch me and you'll hear me singI'm so tired of being wiredBut there's so much that I have to doTidy up the place for MondayWhen she's buried in her dancing shoesMy journey has been so hard latelyBeen having to get out and pushLeft me standing on the sidewalkTalking to a burning bushPoliticians selling freedomBumper sticker, 50 centsAsking what he wants to be free fromAnswer don't make any senseSomewhere on the far horizonGonna wash away my sinsTurn around and taste tomorrowThis is how the end begins
From Letras Mania