Letra de Tied Down, Spit On

You better run or you'll be stepped on
With your sharpened bayonet 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 don't quite have the quickness and your strength's gone
You gotta run just like you used to
You're tied down, boy, you've been tied down and you're spit on
And as for all the days and what you'll do with them
Just spend some quiet time, you need some rest to mend
Hey
Tied down, spit on
Hey
Tied down, spit on
Hey
Hey
You get tied down