There's a fat man who offers a change of scene
Says he'll guarantee my sheet will be clean when I get on the outside
But who can you trust when the walls have ears
I'm for takin' a chance, like a drownin' man I'm going under
I've got reds in my bed, I'm not easily led to the slaughter
And while the cold war exists, I'll stay warm with the commissars daughter
We could meet at the zoo where the tiger roams, in a prison of steel
He reminds me so much of the way I feel
And we know that we're both in the danger zone
Where the eyes of the world, full of shutters and bugs are upon us now
I've got reds in my bed, I get blues looking out of my window
And we're never alone, there's a tap on the phone and my pillow
Let me go home (There's a girl in a distant land)
Let me go home (Who's nothing more than a memory)
She don't know that I'm gonna get free
Let me go home (You're a land full of misery)
Let me go home (You're a cruel and a faceless race)
I don't like your philosophy, I don't like your philosophy
The connections are made and the time is right
So my body is walled in the shell of a car in the dead of night
And I laugh through the pain and the agony
As they cut me away to be born again back to humanity
You've got reds in your bed, there's a man lookin' over your shoulder
But don't you give him your mind, it's too late when you find that it's over you
Let me go home...
