Ian Gillan Band - On The Rocks lyrics

Children will play in the street Crying with gla** in their feet Nowhere to go, nothing to do, no place to go They've sent you to an institution They've tied your hands behind your back Once you were a flying thing Now you're on the rocks with broken wings Once you were proud to be a man You carried out your own tiny part of the plan You would decide, you'd gamble your pride, but you would decide And now they've really got you tagged I saw you in the thinking game Now you're on the rocks with damaged brains Hold tight, hold tight, keep those hands on your given birthright Alright, alright, keep your eyes on the demon in disguise You must never close your eyes Right, each night think on back to your given birthright Hold tight, hold tight, just remember the feeling deep inside you You know they're trying to steal your thunder They're trying to erase your face Once you were a working man Now you're on the rocks with broken hands