Текст песни The Ballad

When the working day is done
I refuse to belong to anyone.
And at night when I try to sleep
I hear the howls of commerce in my dreams...

Somehow, someone, somewhere
owns everything I do.
Somehow, someone, somewhere
owns all of me and owns all of you.

There's no charge,
there's no crime,Snog - The Ballad - http://ru.motolyrics.com/snog/the-ballad-lyrics.html
but we're all doing time.

There's not much I can do
but to sing a bad ballad for you.

I could suggest sabotage,
but success might prove a mirage.

'cause Somehow, someone, somewhere
owns everything I do.
Somehow, someone, somewhere
owns all of me and owns all of you.