by Jack Bruce You make me feel like a hat stand All tall, grim and brown You make me feel like a clothes horse Old and left out in the rain You sure say you can Also shared you with the others I couldn't stand it You make me feel like a deserted house Dark and empty in the dusk You made me feel like a charred foot In a burnt out factory You insist that I split Cast me into the pit with the others So many of them down there Now it's so dark dark dark Not a tiny spot of hope for me Now I want you so much I need a crutch by the time you set me free Now it's so dark dark dark Not a tiny spot of hope for me Now I want you so much I need a crutch by the time you set me free You make me feel like a broken yellow yo-yo Thrown away on a dump You make me feel like a flower Makin' way for a petrol pump You ruined my days With your poisoned ways Like you did the others So many others Wonderin' down here Hello man, how are things? Dark isn't it? What a woman?