something, perhaps a bet or something but it kills me the words are always wrong but the retorts are the hardest it's like hit him hard and watch him drop and I fall every time yes I've thought it too you know, pull yourself together it's like paranoia or something but if you're in blinkers it gets you every time it always makes the weak man cry friends hate to hear me talk they always like to be shouting I go home full and yet upset I'm torn every time You are still quite young You have been in love Tasted several fashions Tried on cigarettes Burned through booze, exotic cuisines Seen the light, met the wife Well I've been locked away And changed around 12 years out my life Because the lodger raped me Two thefts in one Seen lots, seen nothing Seen the forces at work and play People left naked Ins and outs of no hope homes ins I've been locked away against my will 12 years out my life Because love escaped me Denied the right of friends or cash Lived with people who talked loud Or took time to wash or dress Fed electric for standing up I've been kept inside against my will 12 years out my life Because the lodger raped me Two thefts in one Seen lots, seen nothing Seen the forces at work and play People force fed Fed electric for standing up Thirty loaves for an hour in studio forty