INST INTRO
I wanna go back
To my little cat.
I want everything right.
You tell me not to sing in a band,
But I've just got to be who I am.
I'm a person.
I'm a person.
I'm a human, and I need to be free, yeah.
I'm sick of being treated like I'm somebody's slave --
Like I've got no say --
Like I'm just in the way.
And I can say "I love you" if I want to.
I'm sorry if I hurt you at all.
I'd rather put my head through a wall.
You're somebody.
You're somebody.
You're a person. You deserve to be free, yeah.
I'd never want to hurt you, 'cause you're nobody's fool.
You can be so cool.
You're a rare kind of jewel.
And you don't have to laugh unless you want to.
You tell me I'm not your kind of man,
But I've just got to be who I can.
I'm a prisoner.
I'm a prisoner.
We all prisoners, and we need to be free, yeah.
It's time to say goodbye because we're so far apart.
And I'm not so smart,
But you have my heart,
Which you don't have to break unless you want to.
I wanna go back
To my little cat.
I want everything right.
CODA
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A-side of single; from a forthcoming Weavers LP.