No Speech

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, 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, give me more of your own

A little more, don't wanna be

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've got to get home

So let me free, this is not my home

I've got to get home

I've got to get home, boy

I've got to get home

I've got to get home

I gotta, gotta, gotta get

You gotta, gotta, gotta get

I gotta, gotta, gotta get

You gotta, gotta, gotta get

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

No speech, as long as I get nothing

(I gotta, gotta, gotta get)

(I gotta, gotta, gotta get)

No speech, as long as I get nothing but

(I gotta, gotta, gotta get)

I've got to get home

(I've got to)

So let me free, this is not my home

(Let me)

(I gotta, gotta, gotta get)