Was always waiting for the crush

The car to drive right through the shops

To call in sick and late at work

And take a holiday..



Was always tangled up in knots

To keep myself from speaking up

But no-one's listening anyway

Just trying to bribe me..



And if it's alright, then what am I doing here?

And if it's alright, this place is gassed by fear

And if it's alright, I'll tell you, 'cause you never understand

And if it's alright, I'll beg you, 'cause I'm a begging kind of man



Today I wrote a bad cheque

Packed a bag and took a jet

But no-one's looking anyway

I hope they miss me



I just think maybe I'm making a mistake