Well I´m out of work, out of hope
I got mouths to feed and I´m stony broke
The rum´s all gone and I could sure use a smoke

I can´t help thinking how it used to be

Everybody danced ´til a quarter to three
Living on the wild side, getting our kicks
How´d I ever end up in a place like this?
Oh
Get me out of here
Somebody get me outta here

Three blind bastards parked on a bench
One said to the other hey who´s your friend
That´s how it started way back when

A shit-load of ways to communicate
One hates love, another loves hate
Now you´re gonna tell me there´s no end in sight
Next thing you know we´re getting ready to fight
Oh
Get me out of here
Get me outta here

I got to tell you that I´m feeling rough
Been good to know you but I´ve had enough
You say pull yourself together and get a grip
You can stick it up your jacksie ´cos I´m jumping ship
Oh
Get me out of here