Living your life like a bull in the trade He doesn't know how it feels Under my thumb like a bone under nail She's in the know, how's it feel? Live your life under machine guns Canary down the mine Maybe I'm on the lever Maybe I'm on the lever Maybe I'm on the lever Spoiling my broth like a radio kid Programmed computerised minds Waving my luck under your nose Like I found a four leaf clover Live your life under machine guns Canary down the mine Maybe I'm on the lever Maybe I'm on the lever Maybe I'm on the lever Turn the mirrors face the wall Don't you feel a little weak? And I'd catch you when you fall But you're falling all the time Do you need it anymore? Or do you need a little more?