Lyrics

I THINK WE’VE GOT A HOLDOUT

You’re out there on the street
Doing what you’ve been taught
Believing it’s survival
Without a second thought
Dressing for success
And not missing a trick
A suit and tie or a bow at the throat
To hide the scars of office politics

Bit I think we’ve got a hold out
Someone who is not joining in
I think we’ve got a hold out
Someone who is not blending in

The gears turn your mind
You’ve become a part of the machine
I can still remember you
But I miss the human being
People still love to talk
Whenever they’re together
Pour a drink to break the ice
Common ground is talking the weather