Lyrics Slaves – Cut And Run
Text:
You’re looking unwell
You’re looking unwell
You’re looking unwell
You’re looking unwell
Put your feet up
You’re looking unwell
Put your feet up
You’re looking unwell
Cut and run
You’re looking unwell
You’re your father’s son
He didn’t learn from the error of his ways
Now he stays in a camp cause he was counting down his days
He didn’t learn from the error of his ways
Now he stays in a camp cause he was counting down his days
He didn’t learn from the error of his ways
Now he stays in a camp cause he was counting down his days
He didn’t learn from the error of his ways
Now he stays in a camp cause he was counting down his days
You’re looking unwell
You’re looking unwell
You’re looking unwell
You’re looking unwell
You’re looking unwell
Put your feet up
You’re looking unwell
Put your feet up
You’re looking unwell
Cut and run
You’re your father’s son
He didn’t learn from the error of his ways
Now he stays in a camp cause he was counting down his days
He didn’t learn from the error of his ways
Now he stays in a camp cause he was counting down his days
He didn’t learn from the error of his ways
Now he stays in a camp cause he was counting down his days
He didn’t learn from the error of his ways
Now he stays in a camp cause he was counting down his days
All talk no action
All work no play
No satisfaction
You’ll have your day
All talk no trousers
All work no play
No satisfaction
You’ll have your day
You’re looking unwell
You’re looking unwell
Cut and run
You’re looking unwell
You’re looking unwell
You’re your father’s son
You’re looking unwell
You’re looking unwell
Cut and run
You’re looking unwell
You’re looking unwell
Cut and run
