Budgie - In The Grip Of A Tyrefitter's Hand lyrics

Your old fashioned feelings

About the world and its ways

No retribution

No simple solution

I think we're caught in a maze

And all the plunder

That feeling down under

It tends to gnaw at you

We're in the grip it's a total Eclipse

The tyre fitter's got you

Now let me explain

This feeling of pain

Comes from the man at the top.

His grip is so tight

His political might

The tyre fitter will not stop

He's bleeding your brain

He'll drive you insane

Nobody making a move

He'll give you a pen

But he's got him a gun

The tyre man is oh so shrewd

I'm licking my wounds

And mending my bones

And catching the wind out of town

We're all in the grip of a tyre fitter's hand

It's only doing me harm

Running away

Just isn't the way

You got to get it yourself

Watch what we do

We just gotta make do

And hide away on the shelf