Red Rag to a Bull
Go to church
Go to school
Save your words for another fool
Don't need advice
Don't need a future
Only use me when it fucking suits ya
I know the dance
I know the game
Climbing the ladder with little gain
I could try
But I don't care
When it hits me I go fucking spare
Relief is rare
I looked for peace but it wasn't there
I know the dance
I know the game
Climbing some ladder with little gain
So spin em loud
The ones I know
To live and die it's all the same
Sometimes this world makes me feel
Like a turning spoke in a great big wheel
Monday to Friday treating me so full
So Saturday is like a red rag to a bull
The status quo
What a farce
Join the line think I'll pass
No sense
No taste
I ain't got nothing left to waste
I know the dance
I know the game
Climbing some ladder with little gain
So spin em loud
The ones I know
To live and die it's all the same
Sometimes this world makes me feel
Like a turning spoke in a great big wheel
Monday to Friday treating me so full
So Saturday is like a red rag to a bull
Sometimes this world makes me feel
Like a turning spoke in a great big wheel
Monday to Friday treating me so full
So Saturday is like a red rag to a bull
Go to school
Save your words for another fool
Don't need advice
Don't need a future
Only use me when it fucking suits ya
I know the dance
I know the game
Climbing the ladder with little gain
I could try
But I don't care
When it hits me I go fucking spare
Relief is rare
I looked for peace but it wasn't there
I know the dance
I know the game
Climbing some ladder with little gain
So spin em loud
The ones I know
To live and die it's all the same
Sometimes this world makes me feel
Like a turning spoke in a great big wheel
Monday to Friday treating me so full
So Saturday is like a red rag to a bull
The status quo
What a farce
Join the line think I'll pass
No sense
No taste
I ain't got nothing left to waste
I know the dance
I know the game
Climbing some ladder with little gain
So spin em loud
The ones I know
To live and die it's all the same
Sometimes this world makes me feel
Like a turning spoke in a great big wheel
Monday to Friday treating me so full
So Saturday is like a red rag to a bull
Sometimes this world makes me feel
Like a turning spoke in a great big wheel
Monday to Friday treating me so full
So Saturday is like a red rag to a bull
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Writer(s): Charlie Manning-walker
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