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On The Rocks (Live) - Gillan/Ian Gillan/Colin Towns/Janick Gers
Children will play in the street
Crying with glass 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 you'd gamble your pride
And now they've really got you tagged
Thinking game
Now you're on the rocks with damaged brains
Hold tight
Keep those hands on your given birthright
Keep your eyes
On the demon in disguise
You must never close your eyes
Right each night think on back
To your given birthright
Just remember the feeling deep inside you
You never worry high
You know they're 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
