Collect reward upon your knees again, 
This drip-feed ain't enough 
This day this week this year or ever

I’m strapped right up inside my uniform, and if I bite the hand that feeds
Cut me out the part that bleeds

I get it right, get it right this time, I get it right, get it right this time
I am so ill at ease, question everything I need

You’ve got to run away, turn and face the golden age
You’ve got to run away, turn and face the golden age

That angel is a buzzing fly, making circles all inside
Makes me want for an escape…
Kiss the toe and lick the heel of every motherfucker here, or have I better pure intent? 
Lose myself and laugh instead?

You’ve got to run away
Turn and face the golden age
You’ve got to run away
Turn and face the golden age

Get it right, get it right this time, 
Get it right, get it right this time
I get it right, get it right this time, 
I get it right, get it right this time

Collect reward upon your knees again
This drip-feed ain't enough 
This day this week this year or ever

You’ve got to run away, turn and face the golden age
You’ve got to run away, turn and face the golden age

Bring me to my knees, you’re everything I need

Get it right, get it right this time, 
get it right, get it right this time
I get it right, get it right this time, 
I get it right, get it right this time