Stewart Copeland - Anthology [compilation] (2007) by Stewart Copeland (보컬) on maniadb.com

You walk
I'll run
And follow right behind you

You call
I'll come
And I won't remember where I come from

Over there
At the end of the bar
This fish keeps swimming
In a jar

I feel
A tug on the line
Which end
Will I be on this time?

Don't box me in
Don't box me in

One day
I'll show them
Just what I'm made of

The'll be
A time
When I won't remember what I was afraid of

And I'll be swimming
In the sea
No banging on this glass
For me
My eyes saw red
When my world turned blue
So I'm leaving
Everyting that's true

And I'll jump into
A brand new skin
And then you won't be able
To box me in
Don't box me in

Don't box me in
Don't box me in
Let go!

There's a few places 'round
That I've never been
There's an ocean out there
That I gotta swim
There's a river that flows
Right past my door
I wonder...
I wonder...
What?!

And if sometimes
I can't seem to talk
You'll know this blackboard lacks
A piece of chalk

Don't box me in
I told you not to
Don't box me in

Don't box me in
Don't box me in
Let go!

Barber
Get this mirror cleaned
I'm troubled by the face I see before me
As we shave our nations face
Keep a steady hand
Listen to these words that soon will ring across the land
Wield the Spade
Ready the blade
Sacrifices must be made
There are many fools who dare propose imposing limits on my power
Those ungrateful who've been swayed by intellectuals in their ivory towers
They will pay for crimes that God and I will not allow
Some before the firing squad and some behind the plough
Wield the spade
Barber
Get this mirror cleaned
I'm troubled by the face I see before me
Be careful not to miss a whisker
Soon I face my people who adore me
As you shave our nations face
Keep a steady hand
Listen to these words that soon will ring across the land
Wield the spade
Ready the blade
Sacrifices must be made
Barber
You've done very well
Much cleaner now
The mirror's telling no lies
I know I'm not imagining the telltale glint of death I see in your eyes
I can't trust you
So I must do something with my knife
It's a shame to lose a damn good barber
But that's life
Wield the spade
Ready the blade
Sacrifices must be made