Greg X. Volz Break Out Of The Trance
Go to work,
The foreman treats me like dirt day after day,
Don’t realise how it hurts,
Deep down inside justice burns like a flame
but I go straight home and treat my children the same.
Who’s in charge of this program here?
Break out of the trance,
I can’t no where advancing to the rear,
Break out of the trance,
Break out of the trance,
Break out of the trance.
You don’t get this chance too often
when you’re out with your pals,
You’ll be sick in the morning
but don’t think about that now,
You’re an upstanding person,
You’d never go too far
but you’re sitting with your friend
who’s too drunk to walk and he’s driving your car.
We all know you haven’t lost your mind,
Break out of the trance,
But if you close your eyes and it’s the same as b-b-b-
b-blind,
Break out of the trance,
Break out of the trance,
Break out of the trance.
We go and sit for the preacher and he lulls us to
sleep,
We’re under the stupor of the regimen we keep,
The routine is comforting,
Don’t wanna face the unknown,
But we give up our shot at the freedom we’re shown.
Go and take what you’ve been taken for,
Break out of the trance,
You can’t miss it, there’s only one real door,
Break out of the trance,
Break out of the trance,
Break out of the trance.
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Break out of the trance.
