I’ve done nothing wrong, But I can’t think of, Many things I’ve done right
They’ll bury me, with sword and shield, the captain of a sinking ship

Oh I don’t know
Where I’m bound to go

But I’ll get in my car
Don’t know why but I’m headed North
I work like a dog but I run like a wild horse
Tell those captive souls that none of us are going home
We got Soul and a silent voice, we make a lot of noise

I didn’t cut my teeth down in Tennessee, Or learn to sing in New Orleans
But I learnt to lie and I learnt to fight surrounded by these English fields

And I don’t know
Where I’m bound to go

But I’ll get in my car
Don’t know why but I’m headed North
I work like a dog but I run like a wild horse
Tell those captive souls that none of us are going home
We got Soul and a silent voice, we make a lot of noise

We make a lot of Noise

But I’ll get in my car
Don’t know why but I’m headed North
I work like a dog but I run like a wild horse
Tell those captive souls that none of us are going home
We got Soul and a silent voice, we make a lot of noise