People spin, not much to it
I get tired of all the spins
I pack my bags and look into
And where I'm going ain't no room for you
I guess you forgot what it's all about
There ain't no time to work it out
I'm driving down the same old track
Too much weight on my back
I'm at the end of the road,
so father lighten my load
Spinning questions round my mind,
I'm not sure what I'll find
I've packed my bags and loaded the tube
And where I'm going ain't
There ain't no time to work it out
I'm driving down the same old track
Too much weight on my back
I'm at the end of the road
So by the light of my load
On the pavement, black and white I've made my choice,
On the street, walk alone
I pack my bags and load them too
You'll forget once I'm gone
Now I'm going where I belong
I'm driving down the same old track
Too much weight on my back
I'm at the end of the road