Breakaway

Breakaway - The Primitives

Hey Hey I've got a 20 pound ball

Hanging by a chain around my neck

I've got to get away

Run before I become a wreck

I've got to break these chains

Before I go insane

I've got to get up and go

Go anyplace I don't know

I'm gonna breakaway

From all the chains that bind

And every day I'll wear what I want

And I'll do what suits me fine

Hey Hey

I'm gonna breakaway

Breakaway from every day

Wagging tongues behind my back

Spreading lies that hold no fact

I'm gonna leave behind

All the twisted minds

And all who sneer at friends of mine

And frown at our good times

I'm gonna breakaway

From all the chains that bind

And every day I'll wear what I want

And I'll do what suits me fine

Breakaway Breakaway

Breakaway from every day

Breakaway Breakaway

Breakaway from every day

Breakaway Breakaway

Breakaway from every day

Breakaway Breakaway

Breakaway from every day