Sometimes I wonder why I am here at all?
I've left my other life outside the factory door
From eight to six, I'm running down the clock
Life on the shop-floor sure as hell don't rock
On days like these; I look up to the sky
On days like these; will I tumble; will I fly?
To find new horizons far away from here
And break the chains that always hold me tight
I'm a bird on a wire
There were times when I never had a care
Yes, there were times when I had my dreams to share
And those summer days were always free and easy
Before the chores of work began to bind and seize me
On days like these; I ask myself why?
On days like these; will I crumble; will I fly?
To find new horizons far away from here
And break the chains that always hold me tight
Every Friday night, I like to play it hard
And carry-on with the local beauties
I'll spend my weekly pay with the boys down at the club
But on Monday, I'm back here on the line
Like a bird on a wire
Bird on a wire, Bird on a wire
Bird on a wire, Bird on a wire
Bird on a wire, Bird on a wire
Bird on a wire, Bird on a wire
I will fly away from here.......Bird on a wire
I will fly away from here.......Bird on a wire
I will fly away from here.......Bird on a wire
I will fly away from here.......Bird on a wire