Stuck on the grid
I bought the best shoes that money can buy
To go walking on the water
But I sank 'til I passed right out of this world
And that's what you get That's what you get
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
Isn't it marvellous?
The sun is out I feel no pain
Frightened soldiers rushing in to work
Up against the bottom line
I'm up - up on the grid
I'm up - up on the grid
Take my picture and my fingerprints
Say a prayer before you sleep
Run away run away to a foreign land
The happy-go-luckies are happy to shake your hand
Stuck on the grid
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
I never eat like I should
If I were hungry then maybe
I would Stuck on the grid
Spoke the language like a native son
Made a promise that I could not keep
Spoke the language like a native son
Made a promise that I could not keep
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
I'm stuck - stuck on the grid
Light a candle for the one you love
Nights of passion with someone strange
Run away run away to a safer place
You promised to return then you
Dissapeared without a trace
Autor(es): Mark Gane / Martha Johnson
