Lyrics: Graham Parker. Sounds Like Chains.

I got to break this armour, cutting off all the feeling
(Don't wear it, don't wear it)
It's like a melodrama, everybody's scene stealing
(Just bear it, just bear it)

It's always the same old number, they never let you out of school
(It's nothing, it's nothing)
Well I gotta gun that's loaded, I want to hurt some fool
(Don't shoot it, don't shoot it)

Well, the woods are full of wardens
They are digging up remains
It feels like the big stick that smacks of oppression
And it sounds like chains

I wanna bite the hand, bite off the hand that fed me
(Don't eat it, don't eat it)
I want to turn the knife, turn the knife that bled me
(You need it, you need it)

You've got it all wrong, you never heard what I said
(Don't worry, don't worry)
Well. I got a gun that's loaded, it's not pointing at my head
(Don't rush it, don't hurry)

No one can keep these ropes around me
I'll take the blood out of my veins
I'll pull the trigger back as the volume gets stronger
And it sounds like chains

Sounds like chains, sounds like chains
Sounds like chains, sounds like chains, ooh, chains

Will, nothing hurts me any longer
There isn't any room for pain
I'll pull the trigger back when the volume gets stronger
And it sounds like chains

Ooh, chains, sounds like chains
Ooh, ooh, sounds like chains
Ooh, ooh, sounds like chains