作词 : Bourge, Phillips, Shelley You got your feelings 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 the plunder That feeling down under It tends to gnaw at you We're in the grip it's a total Eclipse The tyrefitter's got you Now let me explain This feeling of pain Comes from the man at the top. His grip is so tight His political might The tyrefitter will not stop He's bleeding your brain He will drive you insane Nobody making a move He'll give you a pen But he's got him a gun The tyre man is oh so shrewd I'm licking my wounds And mending my bones And catching the wind out of town We're all in the grip of a tyrefitter's hand It's only doing me some harm We're running away And it just ain't the way You got to get it, do it yourself Watch what we do We just gotta make due And hide it away on the shelf编辑于2024/01/29更新