burn the bridges

hey

i work from eight to five just to stay alive

i face that strife

that rat-race life

i'm running round in circles every day it's all the same

yeah

yeah

i simply act a part

i'm trying to look smart

a man of work

you're just a jerk

won't you take a look inside and you see: i don't give a damn

yeah

yeah

at home

at work at every place

i bow and scrape

i race the race

a modern slave

caught in his golden cave

'tsch b'tsch

now fiddler's green is a place i heard tell

where the fishermen go if they don't go to hell

where the skies are all clear and the dolphins do play all day

yeah

yeah

no time to lose

i'm leaving tonight

no more will i be seen

no time to lose

don't flog a dead horse

let's go to fiddler's green

burn the bridges

come along

help me now to sing this song

burn the bridges

now i'm keen to

find my way to fiddler's green

burn the bridges

come along

help me now to sing this song

burn the bridges

now i'm keen to

find my way to fiddler's green

i stop to play it safe

rise from the grave

i pass the buck to lady luck i'm going on a journey and

ring the curtain down

down down

cause fiddler's green is a place i heard tell

where the fishermen go if they don't go to hell

this rings a bell inside of me