Tied up Too Tight - Hard-Fi

Oh, where I come from

I just don't confirm

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

Might think I went there down, down

You get your boots on

You get your boots on

And all boys and girls sing

(Na na na na)

Straight out of West London

(Na na na na)

Just like a loaded gun

(Na na na na)

The cognoscenti don't like us

Don't like us

(Na na na na)

We'll hit the strip tonight

(Na na na na )

Your eyes are burning so bright

(Na na na na)

Can't you feel the blood rush, baby

Tied up too tight

And 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)

Straight out of West London

(Na na na na)

Just like a loaded gun

(Na na na na)

The cognoscenti don't like us

Don't like us

(Na na na na)

We'll hit the strip tonight

(Na na na na)

Your eyes are burning so bright

(Na na na na)

Can't you feel the blood rush, baby

Tied up too tight

Tied up too tight

Tied up too tight, tight

Say somethin'

You put your boots on

You gotta move on

And all boys and girls sing

(Na na na na)

Straight out of West London

(Na na na na)

Just like a loaded gun

(Na na na na)

The cognoscenti, they don't like us

They don't like us

(Na na na na)

We'll hit the strip tonight

(Na na na na)

Your eyes are burning so bright

(Na na na na)

Can't you feel the blood rush, baby

Tied up too tight

Tied up too tight

Tied up too tight

Tied up too tight

Tied up too tight