I ve got to get out c. Graham Pratt 1986.
I came up here two weeks ago, they said that you will die,
you lie in bed so weak and ill, they say that you will die.
I ve got to get home where my friends are
cos they know me and they can see from afar
that i m crying inside and the tears that I hide
Oh i ve got to get out yeah I ve got to get out
oh oh hoh ...
I sat with you right through each night, but you don t want my help
I could go home where my life is ok cos you don t want my help.
Oh I ve given you every ounce of my love but you just make me cry,
when you needed something I was there but still you made me cry.
I ve got to get home where my friends are
cos they know me and they can see from afar
that i m crying inside and the tears that I hide
Oh i ve got to get out yeah I ve got to get out
oh oh hoh ...
You look at me with your kranky eyes, see I m as tired as hell
the nurses here seem to understand that i m as tired as hell
oh I need compassion and I need some love or I am going to die
everyone takes then they give me a shove, I know now I will die.
I ve got to get home where my friends are
cos they know me and they can see from afar
that i m crying inside and the tears that I hide
Oh i ve got to get out yeah I ve got to get out
oh oh hoh ... oh oh hoh... ohoh
