Stolen From Some Great Writer - Spitalfield

I can’t remember anything

My thoughts are constantly moving

Where will I be tomorrow

Where will I be next year

I’ll never put my finger on, just what I wanted to say

My motivation changes, when things turn out this way

We are, so sick of, recycled old ideas

The only, way we can, get you to pay attention

Letting go, we’re hanging on (on) and on and on Just let go, you’re hanging on (on) and on and on Oh no, here we go again

Fell for the same tricks twice

When will you learn from our mistakes

When will you take our advice

We’ve got you where we want you

It’s time to make that change

So turn off the radio and

begin right now today

We are, so sick of, recycled old ideas

The only, way we can, get you to pay attention

Letting go, we're hanging on (on) and on and on Just let go, you're hanging on (on) and on and on Letting go, we're hanging on (on) and on and on Just let go,

you're hanging,

you’re hanging on, you’re hanging on Yeah

Just let go