Peter Gabriel - D.I.Y.

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Don’t tell me what I will do, 'cos I won’t\nDon’t tell me to believe in you, 'cos I don’t\nBe on your guard, better hostile and ha\n--don't risk affection\nLike flesh to the bone in the no-go zone\nyou’re still waiting for teh resurrection\nCome up to me with your «What did you say?»\nand I’ll tell you straight in the eye\ndo it yourself\nEveryone want to be what he not, what he not\nNobody happy with what he got, what he got\nYou function like a dummy with a new ventriloquist\ndo you say nothing yourself?\nHanging like a thriller on the final twist\n--you know you’re getting stuck on the shelf\nCome up to me with your «What did you say?»\nand I’ll tell you straight in the eye\nWhen things get so big, I don’t trust them at all\nYou want some control -- you’ve got to keep it small\ndo it yourself