Pushed from the start
Do it right and maybe you'll take a part
Call a spade a spade
Put on your blinkers maybe then you'll be made
To walk the streets
Head full of false facts you can't get back
You wake up one day
You wake up one day
You can't see the world the same way
All the lights have changed
Your routine's down the drain
Will you ever feel the same?
Some call it art
But it's hard to start
When you don't know the game
But it feels so good
To be understood
By yourself again
Now you've got to fight
You aint got no wage so you aint got no rights
Call a spade a spade
Put on your blinkers maybe then you'll be made
But you wake up one day
You wake up one day
You can't see the world the same way
All the lights have changed
Your routine's down the drain
Will you ever feel the same?
Some call it art
But it's hard to start
When you don't know the game
But it feels so good
To be understood
By yourself again
