shuffle on in you better watch your mouth
i've got a feeling i've lost control
man needs a suit you better work it out
he's got a feeling he's lost control

here comes a fresh one
there's no need to be afraid
i found it harder to listen
harder to run, but i got away,
'cause you were hanging round today
you were hanging round

scuttle on home you better roll with it
i'm kind of worried i'm growing old
man needs a drink you better fetch his kit
he's kind of worried he's growing old

what if I gave it all up
what if I changed my name again
i found it harder to listen
harder to run, but i got away
'cause you were hanging round today
you were hanging round

so when the time comes for killing
would you throw me a line
would you sit by the walls we made
and when the time calls for giving would you toss me aside
let the glories of your song remain

they will remain
they will remain
they will remain