Stranglehold

Been working, well slaving, week after week
no idea when my next day offs gonna be.
So much confusion I can't here myself speak,
something inside wants to be set free,
I could fly away like a bird don't you see,
but rattling away like a ghost story,
this old chain keeps pulling on me.

All day and all night it doesn't seem to change
and this old chain might as well just be a cage
But I do what I do cause it's got to be done,
all in the hope that one day I'll be gone.
Moved onto something new, something clear.
Then out of my eye comes one single tear,
cause this old chain keeps pulling me back here.

I got all the energy, I got time to spare,
so this job has become my cross to bear.
I wander in early letting out a sigh,
and I jsut feel like I could lay down and die.
When I look in the mirror the person I see,
someone losing touch, maybe getting rusty
cause this old chains keeps pulling on me.

The sign on the wall says someones gotta be here,
I'd much rather be home enjoying a cold beer.
Can't someone out there here my plea?
cause this old chain keeps pulling on me.
Pulling on me, pulling on me.

All day and all night it doesn't seem to change
and this old chain might as well just be a cage
But I do what I do cause it's got to be done,
all in the hope that one day I'll be gone.
Moved onto something new, something clear.
Then out of my eye comes one single tear,
cause this old chain keeps pulling me back here.