Lyric No Inbetween

So pardon me boys
I m gonna be late
I don t have the choice
I ve got to get into shape

It s eight on the nose
And I gotta go
So pass me my coat
I ve got to get to the show

Ain t got no feeling
Ain t got no pain
Ain t got no reason
To try again
Don t need no finger
To point at me
Can t let it linger
I must get free

So send me away
Cause I need a break
What more can I say
There s just so much I can take

But don t be so sad
I m feeling alright
It won t be so bad
If I can get through tonight

It seemed so simple
Let s go out and have some fun
Someone to play to
We didn t know what we d begun
Then as things grew
We really thought we had it made
But soon we all knew
That we d be ending up like slaves

The simple fact is
There really ain t no inbetween
You re either up there
Or scurryin round and lookin lean
And when you re up there
They just can t wait to tear you down
Just like a treadmill
You find yourself goin round and round

So pardon me boys...

So just one more time
Yeah that is for sure
And then I ll be fine
Ah but I ve said it before