Hard-Fi Tied Up Too Hard Lyrics
            Oh where I come from
            I just don't conform
            Get me out of here!
            Leave the boredom behind
            Wanna see those bright lights
            Get this thing in gear
            Yeah...
            So we'll ride in my car
            Follow the star
            Drive on into town
            With the stereo loud
            take the Great West Road out
            Nothing can bring me down
        
            You put your boots on...
            You put your boots on...
        
            And all boys and girls sing
            (Na na na na na na)
            Straight out of West London
            (Na na na na na na)
            Just like a loaded gun
            (Na na na na na na)
            The cognoscenti don't like us
            Don't like us!
            (Na na na na na na)
            We'll hit the strip tonight
            (Na na na na na na)
            Your eyes are burning so bright
            (Na na na na na na)
            Can't you feel the blood rush, baby
            Tied up too tight!
        
            Wa-ah-ah-ah-ahah
        
            Tell me can you feel it
            Feel the city breathing
            Feel its beating heart
            No superstition
            Just cold ambition
            It's time to make a mark
            Oh...
        
            You get your boots on...
            You get your boots on...
        
            And all boys and girls sing
            (Na na na na na na)
            Straight out of West London
            (Na na na na na na)
            Just like a loaded gun
            (Na na na na na na)
            The cognoscenti don't like us
            Don't like us!
            (Na na na na na na)
            We'll hit the strip tonight
            (Na na na na na na)
            Your eyes are burning so bright
            (Na na na na na na)
            Can't you feel the blood rush, baby
            Tied up too tight!
        
            Tied up too tight...
            Tied up too tight...
        
            And all boys and girls sing
            (Na na na na na na)
            Straight out of West London
            (Na na na na na na)
            Just like a loaded gun
            (Na na na na na na)
            The cognoscenti don't like us
            Don't like us!
            (Na na na na na na)
            We'll hit the strip tonight
            (Na na na na na na)
            Your eyes are burning so bright
            (Na na na na na na)
            Can't you feel the blood rush, baby
            Tied up too tight!
        
            Tied up too tight...
            Tied up too tight...
        
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