| Song | Life Without a Cage |
| Artist | Adrian Belew |
| Album | Twang Bar King |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Belew | |
| You used to feel free | |
| You used to feel fine | |
| Now you feel like a captive | |
| In your very own mind | |
| I hear you've been walking on eggs again | |
| Perched on the edge of the lunatic fringe | |
| You can't fly, can't fly, you can't fly away | |
| You're thinkin' about life without a cage | |
| What can i say to you | |
| I'm in a different state | |
| What can i offer you | |
| I'm on another stage | |
| What can i do for you? | |
| I hear you've been dying in your living room | |
| Chained to the furniture, looking for the door | |
| You can't move, can't move, you can't move eternally | |
| Still thinkin' about life without a cage | |
| You smile much less, yes, | |
| Invariably the verge of a frown | |
| You sleep in all day, | |
| Hiding from your reasoning | |
| You used to be free | |
| Well, what can i say? |
| zuo ci : Belew | |
| You used to feel free | |
| You used to feel fine | |
| Now you feel like a captive | |
| In your very own mind | |
| I hear you' ve been walking on eggs again | |
| Perched on the edge of the lunatic fringe | |
| You can' t fly, can' t fly, you can' t fly away | |
| You' re thinkin' about life without a cage | |
| What can i say to you | |
| I' m in a different state | |
| What can i offer you | |
| I' m on another stage | |
| What can i do for you? | |
| I hear you' ve been dying in your living room | |
| Chained to the furniture, looking for the door | |
| You can' t move, can' t move, you can' t move eternally | |
| Still thinkin' about life without a cage | |
| You smile much less, yes, | |
| Invariably the verge of a frown | |
| You sleep in all day, | |
| Hiding from your reasoning | |
| You used to be free | |
| Well, what can i say? |
| zuò cí : Belew | |
| You used to feel free | |
| You used to feel fine | |
| Now you feel like a captive | |
| In your very own mind | |
| I hear you' ve been walking on eggs again | |
| Perched on the edge of the lunatic fringe | |
| You can' t fly, can' t fly, you can' t fly away | |
| You' re thinkin' about life without a cage | |
| What can i say to you | |
| I' m in a different state | |
| What can i offer you | |
| I' m on another stage | |
| What can i do for you? | |
| I hear you' ve been dying in your living room | |
| Chained to the furniture, looking for the door | |
| You can' t move, can' t move, you can' t move eternally | |
| Still thinkin' about life without a cage | |
| You smile much less, yes, | |
| Invariably the verge of a frown | |
| You sleep in all day, | |
| Hiding from your reasoning | |
| You used to be free | |
| Well, what can i say? |