Slaves - Cut and Run lyrics

You're looking unwell You're looking unwell You're looking unwell You're looking unwell You're looking unwell Put your feet up You're looking unwell Put your feet up You're looking unwell Cut and run You're looking unwell You're your father's son. He didn't learn from the error of his ways Now he stays in a camp cos he was counting down his days He didn't learn from the error of his ways Now he stays in a camp cos he was counting down his days He didn't learn from the error of his ways Now he stays in a camp cos he was counting down his days He didn't learn from the error of his ways Now he stays in a camp cos he was counting down his days. You're looking unwell You're looking unwell You're looking unwell You're looking unwell You're looking unwell Put your feet up You're looking unwell Put your feet up You're looking unwell Cut and ruuun You're looking unwell You're your father's son. He didn't learn from the error of his ways Now he stays in a camp cos he was counting down his days He didn't learn from the error of his ways Now he stays in a camp cos he was counting down his days He didn't learn from the error of his ways Now he stays in a camp cos he was counting down his days He didn't learn from the error of his ways Now he stays in a camp cos he was counting down his days. All talk no action All work no play No satisfaction You'll have your day All talk no trousers All work no play No satisfaction You'll have your day. You're looking unwell You're looking unwell Cut and run You're looking unwell You're looking unwell You're your father's son You're looking unwell You're looking unwell Cut and ruuun You're looking unwell You're looking unwell Cut and runnn.