In The Studio lyrics

For too long, i have lived in a trap built of lies
But one day i'm gonna breakout because at last i've realised

Breakdown the door of the trap that you're in
You've got to breakout before the four walls have closed in

Breakdown the door

Do it you've gotta
You've gotta do what?
You've gotta do what you wanna
You've gotta get out
But you can't because you're up to your neck

An icy wind blows through the door
You feel like you've been here before
You tremble and you start to sweat
The symptoms of withdrawal

Alcohol
Why do you do it?
Why do you keep beating me?
You give some people a real good time
But you cause some untold misery

Heroin
Why do you do it?
I don't like what i've seen
You promise someone a real good time

If you have a racist friend
Now is the time, now is the time for your friendship to end

Be it your sister
Be it your brother
Be it your cousin or your, uncle or your lover

If you have a racist friend
now is the time, now is the time for your friendship to end

Be it your best friend
Or any other
Is it your husband or your father or your mother?

Tell them to change their views

Bombs to settle arguments, the order of the boot
Can you hear them crying in the rubble of Beirut?

I can still see people dying, now who takes the blame?
the numbers are different, the crime is still the same

From the graves of Belsen where the innocent were burned
To the genocide in Beirut, Israel was nothing learned?

I can still hear people crying, now who takes the blame?

Free me from this prison, just for a while
Let me out if only for one night on the tiles

From up on the roof I can see the girls so far away
I'm going over the wall, I need a holiday

This is a life sentence, what did you expect?
What you want is not always quite, what you're gonna get

You say you'll never love me
So you can't lock me away
I promise I'll come back

Looking at the world, through lace curtains
Would they like you out there? You're not certain

Scared of walking down the street
You never know who you might meet
Or who you might bump into
They're out there waiting for you

Housebound
You daren't go out
Because you're housebound
you don't want to go out
Because you're housebound
there's no way out
Because you're housebound

Put out my cigarette
And switch off the TV set
This is not the life for me
I'm going out tonight
Put on my trendy clothes
And head for where the in crowd goes
Might find true love who knows
Tonight might be the night
Will you be there? will you see me?

In the lonely crowd
I can hear you can you hear me?
Everybody's talking so loud
I want some freedom from the tedium

The bright lights, the bright lights, the bright lights
The bright lights, the bright lights, the bright lights

I thought I might move down to London Town
I could get in a band, have fun all the year round
The living down there must be pretty easy
I could rip up my jeans deliberately

The streets really must be paved with gold
If everybody goes WHAM! and has fun on the dole