Thereand's a fat man who offers a change of scene
says heand'll guarantee my sheet will be clean
when i get on the outside
but who can you trust when the walls have ears
iand'm for takinand' a chance, like a drowninand' man
iand'm going under
Iand've got reds in my bed
iand'm not easily led to the slaughter
and while the cold war exists
iand'll stay warm with the commisarand's daughter
We could meet at the zoo where the tiger roams
in a prison of steel
he reminds me so much of the way i feel
and we know that weand're both in the danger zone
where the eyes of the world
full of shutters and bugs are upon us now
Iand've got reds in my bed
i get blues looking out of my window
and weand're never alone, thereand's a tap on the phone
and my pillow
Let me go home
(thereand's a girl in a distant land)
let me go home
(whoand's nothing more than a memory)
she donand't know that iand'm gonna be free
let me go home
(youand're a land full of misery)
let me go home
(youand're a cruel and a faceless race)
i donand't like your philosophy
i donand't like your philosophy
The connections are made and the time is right
so my body is walled in the shell of a car
in the dead of night
and i laugh through the pain and the agony
as they cut me away to be born again
back to humanity
Youand've got reds in your bed
thereand's a man lookinand' over your shoulder
but donand't you give him your mind
itand's too late when you find that itand's over
you!
Let me go home
(youand're a land full of misery)
let me go home
(youand're nothing more than a memory)
i donand't like your philosophy
let me go home
(youand're a cruel and a faceless race)
let me go home
(youand're nothing more than a memory)
i donand't like your philosophy