The Lever - Silverchair

Living your life like a bull in the trade

He doesn’t know how it feels

Under my thumb like a bone under nail

She’s in the know, how’s it feel

Live your life under machine guns

Canary down the mine

Maybe I’m on the lever

Maybe I’m on the lever

Maybe I’m on the lever

Spoiling my broth like a radio kid

Programmed computerised minds

Waving my luck under your nose

Like I found a four leaf clover

Live your life under machine guns

Canary down the mine

Maybe I’m on the lever

Maybe I’m on the lever

Maybe I’m on the lever

Turn the mirrors face the wall

Don’t you feel a little weak

And I’d catch you when you fall

But you’re falling all the time

Do you need it anymore

Do you need a little more

Maybe I’m on the lever

Maybe I’m on the lever

Maybe I’m on the lever

Maybe I’m on the lever

Maybe I’m on the lever

Maybe I’m on the lever

Turn the mirrors face the wall

Don’t you feel a little weak

And I’d catch you when you fall

But you’re falling all the time

Do you need it anymore

Do you need a little more

Do you need it anymore

Do you need a little