Boxtales - The stick and the stuck Lyrics

His toes ain't even hit the floor
Holding on for 5
Playing up for the boss man
Playing up for time
Grasping on to something
But that somethings out of sight
The bird song brings him somewhere
Is he coming back to life
Told not to rock the boat now
No need to sink the ship
Can't you just tow the line now
Cavalier to fire from the hip
But he thinks he's done now
Endured all he can in the town
So he's packed up to leave for the mountains
Where the mountain wears the crown
Where the toil is all for something
And it's work makes you proud
No clocks or foreman dictating
And a blatant lack of clowns
Where only weather dictates
And the mood is rarely down
Where the governments arms don't reach you
Because the mountains wear the crown
The children leave the teachers
And they learn and grow outside
All that creativity
Well it isn't forced to hide
Control will lose it's grip
And the fear begins to slip
Here you are unbound
Because the mountain wears the crown
I built a homestead for you
You built a garden for me