Flesh Paroles

If I can't face their gaze then it's because of my own nose-o



Put me in coach I can't stand aside anymore

Plank of pine and a playbook may do fine for an older man's fire but it don't fuel mine

I'll execute our plays I'll cover up our flaws I'll light the night ablaze

Just give me something for these claws now



Take me out coach I can't I can't fight anymore

Ain't called the bulldozer for nothing but this burns this burns this burns

Forget the other guys I know where their care goes so
(I've got no strings to hold me down

To make me smile to make me frown

I've got no strings so I have fun

I'm not tied down to anyone

I've got no strings)



Bloodshot eyes up in the crow's nest

Hi-ho the merry prow

Well here it comes and there it goes yeah

So baby who now who's your real boy now



You make the call



"I've Got No Strings" by Dickie Jones (from Pinocchio)