by Jack Bruce



You make me feel like a hat stand

All tall, grim and brown

You make me feel like a clothes horse

Old and left out in the rain



You sure say you can

Also shared you with the others

I couldn't stand it



You make me feel like a deserted house

Dark and empty in the dusk

You made me feel like a charred foot

In a burnt out factory



You insist that I split

Cast me into the pit with the others

So many of them down there



Now it's so dark dark dark

Not a tiny spot of hope for me

Now I want you so much

I need a crutch by the time you set me free



Now it's so dark dark dark

Not a tiny spot of hope for me

Now I want you so much

I need a crutch by the time you set me free



You make me feel like a broken yellow yo-yo

Thrown away on a dump

You make me feel like a flower

Makin' way for a petrol pump



You ruined my days

With your poisoned ways

Like you did the others



So many others

Wonderin' down here

Hello man, how are things?

Dark isn't it?

What a woman?

Wonder when she'll let us out