Well, you hoot and you holler
and you make me mad
and I’ve always been under your heel
Holy Christ what a lousy deal
now I’m sick and tired
of your tedious ways
and I ain’t gonna take it no more
oh no no – walkin’ out that door
Burning my bridges
cutting my tie
once again
I wanna look into the eye
being myself
counting my pride
no un-right neighbour’s
gonna take me for a ride
burning my bridges
moving at last
girl I’m leaving
and I’m burying the past
gonna have peace now
you can be free
no one here
will make a sucker out of me
