Trapped In A Box by Jimmy Halliday

Lyrics:

Sometimes when you get drunk, you pass out on the floor

Your friends decide to leave you, and you can’t seem to reach the door

Well I heard a story on the news today

About a group of people who will take you away

And they’ll lock you in a chamber, and they’ll make you stay awake

And they’ll keep you for your money, even if you can’t pay, now you’re

Trapped in a box

Can’t escape ‘cause the top is locked

I think if you had some breathing room you would feel much better

Sometimes when you get hot, you let things go too far

Your moral compass will leave you, when you’re naked in the back seat of a car

Well I heard a story in Hustler today

About a group of people who will take you away

And they’ll put you in a gimp suit and rub you down with crème brulee

And they’ll keep you as a sex slave, even if you don’t wanna play, now you’re

Trapped in a box

Can’t escape ‘cause the top is locked

I think if you had some breathing room you would feel much better

Well I’ve met a lot of people, and I’ve spent a lot of time

But I don’t know what madness would make someone decide to become a mime

But I heard a story on the radio today

About a group of people who don’t speak all day And they walk against the wind, so they don’t get blown away

And if someone could hear them, I bet this is what they’d say: “Hey, I’m

Trapped in a box

Can’t escape ‘cause the top is locked

I think if I had some breathing room I would feel much better”

Feel much better