As the horses hut
all the chickens start to run
next thing i know my mate who only hasn't run

all the wolves are bay
i will sleep till past 3
i will work but i won't break

i'm not your slave

i will slur words back i don't know what they say

i had a sickness in my head that won't go away
and when its hard to buzz me but way up I sore
and you still say i love you

but you still want my soul

there's a lot in this wall

all the seasons start to run
and if you stick to your guns
i'm gonna call somebody elses son

cause the wolves are at bay
i will sleep till past 3
i will slur words back i don't know what they say

I had a sickness in my head that wouldn't go away
and when its hard to buzz me but way up I sore
and you still say i love you

but you still want my soul