Leave - Navarone

I was born flat out on my tummy

but I was brought up in the face of disease

I’ll be gone to find it,

smoking out my high society

Will the fire still come out?

Is it attack or retreat.

.when I leave — just leave

Release the ties restraining me

Come on, let me leave

Leave, just leave

Head out for a remedy

I was raised right up-a their alley

Going down, sitting pretty in the gutter

Then they came out and found me

and they pulled me back into their industry

Will the fire still come out?

is it attack or retreat.

.when I leave, leave to breathe

Release the ties restraining me

Come on, let me leave

Leave, not just leave

Head out for a remedy

Come on and let me leave

The fire will come out

Attack nor retreat

And finally…

I got all my fiddles and all the time

I gotta shuffle my shoes, although they shine

I’m gotta run

I left my wallet for them to find

Keep the change as my goodbye

I’m gonna run!