[ Tekst: Tom Karlsen ]
You never get no rain, no shine coming your way
Livin’ like a nun, never have to face real life
I’m not the one to tell, what your heart says
But you better know where to run before you pull the knife
Refr.
Cut loose, cut loose, the bonds and ropes that tie you up
Cut loose, cut loose, cut loose the bonds and ropes that tie you up
There you stand, heart in hand – what’cha gonna do now
Start living like a bum, and you never get to see the sun
I’m not the one to tell, you gotta take your own stands
You better know where to run before you pull the gun
Refr.
Cut loose, cut loose, the bonds and ropes that tie you up
Cut loose, cut loose, cut loose the bonds and ropes that tie you up
There you stand, heart in hand – what’cha gonna do now
I wish you’d start right here and not look back
I’m not the one to tell, you gotta take your own stands
You’d better know where to run before you pull the gun