Lyrics Straightjacket - Live at La Trobe - The Angels

Hurry, Alexander, they're waiting for you
Alexander, just look at yourself, how many times have I spoken to you?
Every time it's the same, Alexander
You don't have enough time and you're hurrying
You're hurrying to get up, you're hurrying to get to work
You're hurrying to get to work on time, you're hurrying

Do your job properly so you can earn some money
Alexander, you give everything away
What have you got, they're gonna ask you one day for?
P.A. numbers
They want your address, they want your weight, they want your registration
Alexander, when they ask you, you're gonna have nothing

He comes from the wasteland where stone streets lead into the night
They greet him and feed him, then shoot him down in their search light

They're putting words in your mouth so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket

Wearing your straight jacket, taking your pay packet scars
She lies beside him and tells him that life's not too hard

They're putting words in your mouth so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket
They're putting words in your mouth so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket
Whoa, look out

Caught by the fear and the anger of all you despise
Wall in the feeling, revealing you'll learn how to die

They're putting words in your mouth so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket
They're putting words in your mouth so you'll talk like them
Dressing you up in a straight jacket

Straight jacket

Straight Jacket
They put words in your mouth so you talk like them, you walk like them
Straight jacket, no-no-no