Get Me Outta Here - Deep Purple

Well I’m out of work, out of hope

I got mouths to feed and I’m stony broke

The rum’s all gone and I could sure use a smoke

I can’t help thinking how it used to be

Everybody danced 'til a quarter to three

Living on the wild side, getting our kicks

How’d I ever end up in a place like this?

Oh

Get me out of here

Somebody get me outta here

Three blind bastards parked on a bench

One said to the other hey who’s your friend

That’s how it started way back when

A shit-load of ways to communicate

One hates love, another loves hate

Now you’re gonna tell me there’s no end in sight

Next thing you know we’re getting ready to fight

Oh

Get me out of here

Get me outta here

I got to tell you that I’m feeling rough

Been good to know you but I’ve had enough

You say pull yourself together and get a grip

You can stick it up your jacksie 'cos I’m jumping ship

Oh

Get me out of here