Emily shrugs and drags her heels as she takes the guided tour

It seemed like such an amazing deal

when she was looking at the brochure



Stuck on a bus with strangers

wishing she could be ay home

with me Poor little Emily

how does it feel to be free?



Lyin' in bed

the pain in my head

from running around all day

Tryin' to find what was rightfully mine

but I ran out of things to say



Runnin' around with strangers

wishing she could run away with me..

Poor little Emily,

how does it feel to be free



from familiar fingertips

to a persecuted grip?

from the pan into the fire

now a thread becomes a wire

under which you must crawl

through a ditch and over the wall



Emily works her fingers

right down to her aching bones

while my aching head's got me stuck

in bed working on being alone



Working around the clock

wishing she had worked it out with me

Poor little Emily

how does it feel to be free?

Poor little Emily

how does it feel to be free?

Poor little Emily

how does it feel to be free?