You`ve got your feelings
And 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 that plunder
And that feeling down under
It tends to knaw at you
We`re in the grip it`s a total eclipse
And the tyre fitter`s got you

Now let me explain this feeling of pain
His grip is so tight ,his political might
The tyrefitter will not stop
He`s bleeding your brain
He`ll drive you insane
Nobody is making a move
He`ll give you a pen, but he`s got him his gun
Yeah the tyre man is oh so shrewd

I`m licking my wounds and i`m mending my bones
And catching the wind out of town
We`re all in the grip of the tyrefitters hand
And it`s doing me some harm
We`re ruinning away and it just ain`t the way
You gotta get it into yourself
Watch what we do, yeah we gotta make do
And hide it away on a shelf