Running Free Lyrics - Buzzcocks

Here in suburbia 

There's nothing left to see 

Just wanna spend my time running free 

I've had enough of the day job 

I can see farther than that 

Just wanna spend my time running free 

The air of tension still is rising higher 

Screaming emotions are singing to you 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

Here in the engine room 

A pulse shouts for a word 

Just wanna spend my time running free 

I'll pull out condition 

There's no need to face facts 

Just wanna spend my time running free 

You better make a move before sleeping gets you 

You better shape soon before the weak things make you 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

Here in Prole's Paradise 

Experiments on the weak 

Just wanna spend my time running free 

It's a trick of the torment 

You tend to forget yourself 

Just wanna spend my time running free 

Your conscience may be changed as the plan gets harder 

It's just been rearranged to keep the strata 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

Your conscience may be changed as the plan gets harder 

It's just been rearranged to keep the strata 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time 

No, no, no time, no, no, no time