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Restrictions

This song is by Cactus and appears on the album Restrictions (1971).

Use your letters, Queen Latifa. Wipe the grease off of your nose.
Learn the letters, burn together, learn to hide the puppet shows.

If you're a man or you're a lady,
Someone still thinks you're the one
Who starts givin' all the bad ideas
To his wicked son of a-
Pictures of what's on your mind
Till the problem's clear.
What it is, I'm sure you'll find:
Your problems or your fears.

Hey!
Restrictions, they're the problems making me fear whatever's "best".
There are laws and rules and crocks and rhymes and you know all the rest.
But the guidelines tie it around your throat and stabs in through your chest!

Then they wonder what is right to do: whatever he finds best.
You'd better watch out for the Son of God
Who makes it fast, and fast as hell,
To make you stay in a turtle shell
And straps it to a rabbit's back
And writes it on your sick ol' pack.
And well this Bud is getting old.
It describes whatever's being sold
As a substitute for all of these Restrictions.

Restrictions.
I don't want what I don't know.
Restrictions.
I don't need it baby, no.
Restrictions.
I don't buy it. I can't try it like that.
Restrictions.
I don't want nothin' to hold me down.

Woo-hoot!

Restrictions.
I don't need it, I can't read it either.
Restrictions.
I can't stand it! You'd better not try to stay around here.
Restrictions.
You don't need no, and I don't need no
Restrictions.
Yeah, Restrictions.

Oh, it's bringin' me down!
Holdin' me down.

Restrictions, they're the problems making me fear whatever's "best".
There are laws and rules and crocks and rhymes and you know all the rest.
But the guidelines tie it around your throat and stabs it through your chest.

I don't need no.
Baby, I don't want no.
You've gotta take it take it take it take it
Down, like I did.
I don't want.
I don't need.
Baby no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Honey don't! Oh, honey don't
Try to tell me.
Try to tell me.
You seem so senseless.
Yes, I wanna be free!

Restrictions.
Restrictions.
Restrictions.
Restrictions.

Credits

Written by:

Carmine Appice, Tim Bogert, Rusty Day and Jim McCarty

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