Off the Floor
A simple turn of phrase
A million miles, a million days
All I need's a space upon your floor
Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
But when you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
I hear them turning the lock and thread
And creeping in to your home
Just to tell you where to stand
Watching
Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
And when you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
So can you feel it? We're moving it all for the end
We are revolting, we are revolting
And all the little pieces
they kill me before I caught you
Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
When you're done, pick me up off the
Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
And when you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
A million miles, a million days
All I need's a space upon your floor
Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
But when you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
I hear them turning the lock and thread
And creeping in to your home
Just to tell you where to stand
Watching
Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
And when you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
So can you feel it? We're moving it all for the end
We are revolting, we are revolting
And all the little pieces
they kill me before I caught you
Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
When you're done, pick me up off the
Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
And when you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
Credits
Writer(s): Daryl Atkins, Adam Burton, Jack Gibson Wrench
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