Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FRANSIS
FRANSIS
Performer
Alex Scott
Alex Scott
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emma Louise Smith
Emma Louise Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Holmes
Dave Holmes
Producer

Lyrics

All I need Is a gear in my mind to break
To slow me down and catch a good change on my face
So make me look like an angel, oh make me look like a saint
Cos there's just so many arms trying to pull me too far from me
And I can smile against your words like verbal violence
From the pit of my burning heart I can rub shoulders with you tyrants who ask me
Would you like to be a cookie cutter lackie?
Break your back to guess the fix for everything we think you're lacking?
I respectfully decline, sign on the line: not me sir no not I, not me sir no not I
yeah, yeah
And I'll fight on through
Even if there's one of me and there's 10 of you
I'm so high and mighty baby, I'm so black and blue
Never stop, and I'll run run run myself ragged, I'll run right out of my shoes
Cos all I know is go for broke, go for broke, go for broke, go for broke
And sometimes the sun will cast a light on those who are not worthy
While others write their notes to Boddah'
And that's how it goes on a long old road and we all end up that way down low
But our souls decide and I can't just watch and stand by not me sir no not I, not me sir no not I, yeah not me sir no not I
And I'll fight on through
Even if there's one of me and there's 10 of you
I'm so high and mighty baby, I'm so black and blue
Never stop, and I'll run run run myself ragged, I'll run right out of my shoes
Cos all I know is go for broke, go for broke, go for broke, go for broke
And watching from the side It's nothing but a waste of time
Won't compare my life, not me sir no not I
I'm trying as I might, not to evaluate my mind
Won't minimise the ride, not me sir not not I
And I'll fight on through
Even if there's one of me and there's 10 of you
I'm so high and mighty baby, I'm so black, black and blue
Never stop, and I'll run run run myself ragged, I'll run right out of my shoes
Cos all I know is go for broke, go for broke, go for broke, go for broke
And I'll fight on through
Even if there's one of me and there's 10 of you
I'm so high and mighty baby, I'm so black, black and blue
Never stop, and I'll run run run myself ragged, I'll run right out of my shoes
And all I know is go for broke, go for broke, go for broke, go for broke yeah..
go for broke, go for broke
go for broke, go for broke
go for broke, go for broke
you gotta, go for broke, go for broke
go for broke, go for broke
go for broke, go for broke
Written by: Emma Louise Smith
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