| Song | No Restrictions |
| Artist | Men at Work |
| Album | Cargo |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hay | |
| Give me no restrictions on what I do or say | |
| Don't speak of tomorrow when it's still today | |
| Leave me to my selfish ways, I'm well enough alone | |
| That is what I tell myself as I stumble home | |
| Derelict across the street in the garbage bin | |
| Looks like he's found something neat judging by his grin | |
| Such a long long way to go, hope I get there soon | |
| Wish I could jump a great height and land in my front room | |
| Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh | |
| Wake up in the morning make sure I'm still alive | |
| Percolate the coffee opens up my eyes | |
| Hear the cricket calling switch on the TV | |
| Sit and stare for hours and cheer Dennis Lillee | |
| Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh | |
| Through the de-restriction zone we pass a long wide load | |
| Laugh at the reflections of cat's eyes on the road | |
| Freeways hypnotize me, up up and away | |
| Hope we make it home tonight | |
| Be that as it may | |
| Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh |
| zuo ci : Hay | |
| Give me no restrictions on what I do or say | |
| Don' t speak of tomorrow when it' s still today | |
| Leave me to my selfish ways, I' m well enough alone | |
| That is what I tell myself as I stumble home | |
| Derelict across the street in the garbage bin | |
| Looks like he' s found something neat judging by his grin | |
| Such a long long way to go, hope I get there soon | |
| Wish I could jump a great height and land in my front room | |
| WhoaohohWhoaohoh | |
| Wake up in the morning make sure I' m still alive | |
| Percolate the coffee opens up my eyes | |
| Hear the cricket calling switch on the TV | |
| Sit and stare for hours and cheer Dennis Lillee | |
| WhoaohohWhoaohoh | |
| Through the derestriction zone we pass a long wide load | |
| Laugh at the reflections of cat' s eyes on the road | |
| Freeways hypnotize me, up up and away | |
| Hope we make it home tonight | |
| Be that as it may | |
| WhoaohohWhoaohoh |
| zuò cí : Hay | |
| Give me no restrictions on what I do or say | |
| Don' t speak of tomorrow when it' s still today | |
| Leave me to my selfish ways, I' m well enough alone | |
| That is what I tell myself as I stumble home | |
| Derelict across the street in the garbage bin | |
| Looks like he' s found something neat judging by his grin | |
| Such a long long way to go, hope I get there soon | |
| Wish I could jump a great height and land in my front room | |
| WhoaohohWhoaohoh | |
| Wake up in the morning make sure I' m still alive | |
| Percolate the coffee opens up my eyes | |
| Hear the cricket calling switch on the TV | |
| Sit and stare for hours and cheer Dennis Lillee | |
| WhoaohohWhoaohoh | |
| Through the derestriction zone we pass a long wide load | |
| Laugh at the reflections of cat' s eyes on the road | |
| Freeways hypnotize me, up up and away | |
| Hope we make it home tonight | |
| Be that as it may | |
| WhoaohohWhoaohoh |