I was born flat out on my tummy
But I was brought up in the face of disease
I'll be gone to find it,
Smoking out my high society
Will the fire still come out?
Is it attack or retreat.
.When I leave - just leave
Release the ties restraining me
Come on, let me leave
Leave, just leave
Head out for a remedy
I was raised right up-a their alley
Going down, sitting pretty in the gutter
Then they came out and found me
And they pulled me back into their industry
Will the fire still come out?
Is it attack or retreat.
.When I leave, leave to breathe
Release the ties restraining me
Come on, let me leave
Leave, not just leave
Head out for a remedy
Come on and let me leave
The fire will come out
Attack nor retreat
And finally...
I got all my fiddles and all the time
I gotta shuffle my shoes, although they shine
I'm gotta run
I left my wallet for them to find
Keep the change as my goodbye
I'm gonna run!