Axel Rudi Pell

Take off your hat, kick off your shoes
I know you ain't going anywhere
Look around, all your time you're singing your blues
I know you ain't going anywhere
You've always been a good friend of mine
But you always say farewell
And the only time that you're satisfied
Is with your feet in the wishing well
Throw down your gun. you might shoot yourself
Or is that what you're trying to do?
Put up a fight, you believe to be right
And some day the sun will shine through
You've always got something to hide