I don't think I'll be free

In fact I'm so uncertain

Now my game is with the curtain

If I sound a little hounded

It's because I am surrounded

No one else will talk to me

If you buy yourself a uniform

Get one for me

We'd better learn telepathy



And I never guessed

Oooh I never guessed

I'd find myself under house arrest

I'd find myself under house arrest

Robbed of the books I loved the best

My records for forensic test

If I get your letters

Well they're torn and read

My information comes spoon fed



If I only heard a whisper from the cupboard or the bed



I turn out the light

But it comes back on

The phone still rings

but this line sounds wrong

I'm told there's no escaping

And each word I say they're taping

You'll have to ask discreetly

For an interview with me

We'd better learn telepathy



And I never guessed

Oooh I never guessed

I'd find myself under house arrest

I'd find myself under house arrest



And I never guessed

I'd find myself under house arrest

And I never guessed

I'd find myself under house arrest



Drums: Trevor Morais



Dedicated to Mr. Donald Woods