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