Wild Horses - Nik Kershaw

On the top of an office block

Sits a man of business, a man of means, he got

In-trays and ashtrays and he’s

Up to his neck in computers and tragedy queens

Undermining his overdraft with lunches with the president

He got indecision and indigestion

And he wonders where the last ten million went

What do i get when I say to his face?

Let me take you to a better place

Wild horses wouldn’t drag me there

Wild horses wouldn’t make me care

I know where I belong

And I’ve been here too long

Wild horses wouldn’t drag me there

Wild horses wouldn’t make me care

I know where I belong

And I’ve been here too long

On the side of a mountain lives a man of nature, a man of peace

He got no food and no money and he’s

Waiting for his merciful release

Works his fingers to the bone

Just to make it through the winter snows

He’s got nothing to do and no one to do it to

And he wonders where the buffalo goes

But what do i get when i say to his face?

Let me take you to a better place

Wild horses wouldn’t drag me there

Wild horses wouldn’t make me care

I know where I belong

And I’ve been here too long

Wild horses wouldn’t drag me there

Wild horses wouldn’t make me care

I know where I belong

And I’ve been here too long

Wild horses wouldn’t drag me there

Wild horses wouldn’t make me care

I know where I belong

And I’ve been here too long

Wild horses wouldn’t drag me there

Wild horses wouldn’t make me care

I know where I belong

And I’ve been here too long