Well the times are tough
And I’m scratching my chin
And the curtains are filthy inside

Well the kettle’s boiled
But there’s instant coffee
And the TV figures are aloud
The tiles on the bathroom floor are sticky
And the shower curtain’s got big stains
I’m thinking about the car ride today
There’s no fireworks here tonight

Welcome to the shackle, welcome to the shackle yeah
Welcome to the shackle, welcome to your life

Tomorrow will be just the same
A couple of hours or more
The frig don’t work and it makes a sound
And the room smells of take-out food
Well the window’s dirty and the carpets beige
And my pants don’t fit me right
I’m walking around this hotel room
There’s no fireworks here tonight

Welcome to the shackle, welcome to the shackle yeah
Welcome to the shackle, welcome to your life

I’m looking east and I’m looking west
And I can see the clouds in the sky
I’ve seen the signs in the sky
But they’re always on my mind
Space junk is floating round
And there’s a tingle up my spine
Well Paul and Craig and I have walked around this hotel room
There’s no fireworks here tonight

Welcome to the shackle, welcome to the shackle yeah
Welcome to the shackle, welcome to the your life