Leave

I was born flat out on my tummy But I was brought up in the face of disease I’ll be gone to find it Smoking out my high society Will the fire still come out? Is it attack or retreat.. ..when I leave - just leave Release the ties restraining me Come on, let me leave Leave, just leave Head out for a remedy I was raised right up-a their alley Going down, sitting pretty in the gutter Then they came out and found me And they pulled me back into their industry Will the fire still come out? Is it attack or retreat.. ..when I leave, leave to breathe Release the ties restraining me Come on, let me leave Leave, not just leave Head out for a remedy Come on and let me leave The fire will come out Attack nor retreat And finally… I got all my fiddles and all the time I gotta shuffle my shoes, although they shine I’m gotta run I left my wallet for them to find Keep the change as my goodbye I’m gonna run!