No Speech

O.K. Ready to take off Do it slow I'm living on the bottom I got to go Five little fingers Grabbing at the glass Gone, those days Now I'm running Up and down in my cage Too late to defend, I'm buried - insane Don't you know there's more to life than to win Are you that kind of stereotype? There's no time, there's no time There's nothing I could answer No Speech As long (as) I get nothing No Speech As long (as) I get nothing But I've got to get home So let me free, this is not my home Put away your Flashing stick Don't try to get closer- Through my head Give me a little Bit more of your own A little more, don't wanna be Anybody's clown Too late to defend, I'm buried - insane Don't you know there's more to life than to win Are you that kind of stereotype? There's no time, there's no time There's nothing I could answer No Speech As long (as) I get nothing No Speech As long (as) I get nothing But I got to get home Let me free, this is not my home No Speech As long (as) I get nothing No Speech As long (as) I get nothing But I want to get home Let me free, this is not my home