Swingin' Utters — Tied Down, Spit On lyrics

Lyrics

You better go or you’ll be stepped on with your sharpened bayonette boots
you’ll be long gone you gotta go you gotta get on with all the glory of good
riches you’ve been brainwashed
and as for all the days and what you’ll do with them
just spend some quiet time
you need some rest to mend
you’re getting slow, you’re getting old now
you gotta run, just like you used to you’re tied down, boy, you’ve been
tied down and spit on