Текст Hunters & Collectors – Gut Feeling

Yesterday when I was young and bold
My head was hungry but my feet were cold
To the strings of Mumma’s apron – I was tied
From my initiation I tried to hide

I shut my eyes when the truth was all around
Dog in a manger that’s where I was found
You can run all your life but don’t ya know
You fall in love when there’s nowhere else to go

Let the pendulum swing – you can have anything
C’mon wash me clean – gut feeling!

Like a child I was mesmerised
All the lessons of romance I memorised
I could have broken – I could have cried
But I held it in until the feeling died

She turned around and she said to me
«Boy, you’re so hard – you’re so angry
You’re just a child like everyone else
Why don’t ya take five and forget yourself!»

Let the pendulum swing – you can have anything
C’mon wash me clean – gut feeling!

She needed room but I didn’t believe her
Broken words coming down the receiver
Everybody’s story has a life of its own
But what makes a man is what keeps him alone

Let the pendulum swing – you can have anything
C’mon wash me clean – gut feeling!