I’m sick and tired of this masquerade I’m bored to death by the games we play For to long now it’s been a charade Don’t wanna stay around to piss on parade
Gotta get the hell outta here Too late now to wrap me up in chains Too late now to bite my tongue, stop me Raising cain
The chip on your shoulder is a monkey on my back You steal the glory, I’ll take the flak Can’t stand your accusations, your recriminations It’s time to jump this train cos we’ve crashed the station
Don’t wanna take this ride no more Too late now to wrap me up in chains Too late now to bite my tounge, stop me Raising cain
The gift of masque was like pearls before swine
Too late now to wrap me up in chains Too late now to bite my tounge, stop me Raising cain
Compositores: Jerry Wayne Hussey (Wayne Hussey) (PRS), Mark Gemini Thwaite (Mark Thwaite) (PRS), Mick Brown (ASCAP), Rick CarterEditores: B M G Music Ltd (PRS), Principle MusicECAD verificado obra #1588223 em 09/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM