When the routine bites hard and ambitions are low. And the resentment rides high but emotions won't go. And we're changing our ways taking different roads.
Oh, I've just come from the land of the sun. From a war that must be won in the name of truth. With our soldiers so brave, your freedom we will save. With our rifles and grenades and some help from God.
get off my back. out of my life. everything is building up. take the lid of the pot. before it blows up. . chewed my fingernails to the bone. get off my back.
(Curtis/Hook/Morris/Sumner). . When routine bites hard, and ambitions are low. And resentment rides high, but emotions won't grow. And we're changing our ways, taking different roads.