Telephone Box - Ian Gillan

I may be crazy but hear me well

Don’t want to ding-a-linging on my bell

Communication is a good thing

But I like to let the mother ring

There’s no extension on this line

I’ve lost your number tear up mine

Who wants to live in a telephone box

Who wants to live in a telephone box

I may be crazy but here I stand

The situation’s getting out of hand

There’s no escape no hideaway

You got loose change and nothing to say

The world’s getting smaller that’s for sure

I can’t stand it anymore

Who wants to live that way

I can’t stand it no more

I may be crazy I may be wrong

But when the sun is hot and the grass is long

I wanna love you yes I do

I wanna do what’s good for me and you

Reach a moment hot with tears

There’s a ringing in my ears

Who wants to live in a telephone box

Who wants to live in a telephone box

Reach a moment hot with tears

There’s a ringing in my ears

Who wants to live in a telephone box

Who wants to live in a telephone box

I can’t stand it no more

Who wants to live in a telephone box

I can’t stand it no more