Tie Me Down

Tie Me Down by Rob Barratt Tie me down, tether me to a pole Rope together the wings on my soul Fill my wellies up with rocks Put big pebbles in my socks Nail my boots to a railway sleeper My heart grows light as my love gets deeper Superglue me to the ground Until an antidote is found (Not that I want an antidote I’m quite content to idly float) Gaffer-tape me to the floor Let’s hope that they don’t find a cure Make me hold a lump of granite I’m really on another planet Pin me up against the wall Load me with a cannon ball Put something heavy in my pocket To stop me soaring like a rocket Staple gun me to the shed Fill my trousers up with lead I guess that you have got the gist I don’t need a psychiatrist So now that you know how I’m feeling Will someone get me off the ceiling?