Well, you hoot and you holler and you make me mad and I’ve always been under your heel Holy Christ what a lousy deal now I’m sick and tired of your tedious ways and I ain’t gonna take it no more oh no no – walkin’ out that door Burning my bridges cutting my tie once again I wanna look into the eye being myself counting my pride no un-right neighbour’s gonna take me for a ride burning my bridges moving at last girl I’m leaving and I’m burying the past gonna have peace now you can be free no one here will make a sucker out of me