Well, you hoot and you holler 
and you make me mad 
and I’ve always been under your heel 
Holy Christ what a lousy deal 
now I’m sick and tired 
of your tedious ways 
and I ain’t gonna take it no more 
oh no no – walkin’ out that door 

Burning my bridges 
cutting my tie 
once again 
I wanna look into the eye 
being myself 
counting my pride 
no un-right neighbour’s 
gonna take me for a ride 
burning my bridges 
moving at last 
girl I’m leaving 
and I’m burying the past 
gonna have peace now 
you can be free 
no one here 
will make a sucker out of me