Tie Me Down
Tie Me Down by Rob Barratt
Tie me down, tether me to a pole
Rope together the wings on my soul
Fill my wellies up with rocks
Put big pebbles in my socks
Nail my boots to a railway sleeper
My heart grows light as my love gets deeper
Superglue me to the ground
Until an antidote is found
(Not that I want an antidote
I’m quite content to idly float)
Gaffer-tape me to the floor
Let’s hope that they don’t find a cure
Make me hold a lump of granite
I’m really on another planet
Pin me up against the wall
Load me with a cannon ball
Put something heavy in my pocket
To stop me soaring like a rocket
Staple gun me to the shed
Fill my trousers up with lead
I guess that you have got the gist
I don’t need a psychiatrist
So now that you know how I’m feeling
Will someone get me off the ceiling?
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