Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hyde 2612 , by - Aynsley Lister. Song from the album Home, in the genre БлюзRelease date: 07.07.2013
Record label: Bug
Song language: English
Hyde 2612 |
| I’m not feeling quite myself, something’s gone outta sync |
| There’s a cog inside my head, needs relocating and slotting in It all looks a little strange like I been here before |
| But things are not in place, somebody moved the door |
| Who is this man in front of me, stained with nicotine |
| He claims he’s my superior and it’s 1973 |
| Whose own way of policing ain’t doing it by the book |
| Settling most endeavours with a healthy right hook |
| For him the word compassion’s not in his vocabulary |
| Trying it got me back «don't go all Dorothy on me» |
| Chorus |
| Wake, wake up To another day with the Sheriff trying to show me the way |
| Come on now wake, wake up Wake up and smell the cocoa, I’m still here |
| I guess I ain’t going home today… |
| Speeding round the streets, heavy on the brakes |
| Taking bribes, planting evidence to clear the scum away |
| Bets on a Party 7, fighting for my pride |
| The only way to show him that I’m right this time |
| Done and dusted by teatime, his gut paving the way |
| Another off the streets, another collar put away |
| Chorus x 2 |
| Today, not today, I ain’t going home today |
| Today, not today, I ain’t going home today |