I had it tough when I was a little kid It didn't what I thought It matter what I did I felt the for what I lacked right from the start It did a number on my It never touch my heart
'Cause I had enough imagination Just enough to keep the That somehow I would of what to do When I'd get in a momentary weakness of emotion All the angels around to help me through
Life fast changes, wind blows past pages All I see is I need this High strung tightrope walk, ticking bomb clock Scratch my off, cut these chains
I'm free, kickin' out of that prison, I am Singin' those of wisdom, let it be Nobodys gonna put the blues of me
And in the stress to be the best I've it all I've the doors, I've jammed the locks laid the bricks, I've built the walls Nobone could tell me back why joy eluded me Kept bumping into misery Locked up deep down of me
that rage and I, turned that page and I Packed my tools, back to school, yeah And I my graduation, and I hold my Ph.d In crash blues I paid those dues
I'm free, kickin' out of that prison, I am Singin' those of wisdom, let it be Nobody's gonna put the inside of me, yeah
Time by in photographs And paper scraps and Here I stand in slippers Three taps takes me
Yeah, I'm I'm
I'm free, out of that prison, I am free Singin' words of wisdom, let it be Nobody's put the blues inside of me, Ohh yeah
I'm I'm I'm Yeah, I'm
flies by in photographs And paper scraps and Here I stand in ruby Three taps me home
Yeah, I'm Yeah, I'm I'm Ohh I'm