Letra de Cages - Aidan Moffat

His weekend used to start on Thursday, a quietish night in the pub followed on Friday by a more spirited attempt to forget who he was. Hair of the dog and pills on Saturday, Sunday the same plus powders, home by Monday lunchtime for a fitful slumber to be abandoned at 9pm when he phones for his usual pizza.

A change is just a new routine,
a new function for the same machine:
are we ever truly free?
Don't walk, just run -
and you'll know you're having fun.
Break the promises you swore
as your heart screams out for more.

But these days it's all shopping lists and school runs, direct debits and tax credits, nasal hair, fungal nail infections, dishwasher tablets, citalopram and CBeebies.
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A new life is just a new routine,
a new function for the old machine:
are we ever truly free?
Just walk, don't run -
don't you know you're having fun?
Keep the promises you swore,
let your heart screams out for more.

He slides his buckled supermarket trolley into the others and retrieves his wife's pound coin. The car park is full, but he knows exactly where to find his family. As he fastens his seatbelt, he thinks: Freedom's overrated anyway