Текст песни Tigers Will Survive - Ian Matthews

It's thirty thousand people round this heart of
Mine alone
Thirty thousand hanging round my head
I'm just sitting fast with all the smoke down in my
Hair
While open to suggestions if you wanna try a line
And I'm taking careful note of all that's said

Down along the hallway there's a gathering of
Men
And they're learning how to live by being alone
It's the kind of institution that you've always
Known you're In
If you ever wanna seek an outstretched hand
Again
Just call and leave you name and head for home

In a limousine you drifted down the street to
Make a call
Pardon me I didn't catch your name
Uncle Sam you breathing down my neck a little
Hard
And I won't try it on I know you see me coming in
And you'll never let me pass this way again
Never again, never again