I've got to get out c. Graham Pratt 1986. I came up here two weeks ago, they said that you will die, you lie in bed so weak and ill, they say that you will die. I've got to get home where my friends are cos they know me and they can see from afar that i'm crying inside and the tears that I hide Oh i've got to get out yeah I've got to get out oh oh hoh ... I sat with you right through each night, but you don't want my help I could go home where my life is ok cos you don't want my help. Oh I've given you every ounce of my love but you just make me cry, when you needed something I was there but still you made me cry. I've got to get home where my friends are cos they know me and they can see from afar that i'm crying inside and the tears that I hide Oh i've got to get out yeah I've got to get out oh oh hoh ... You look at me with your kranky eyes, see I'm as tired as hell the nurses here seem to understand that i'm as tired as hell oh I need compassion and I need some love or I am going to die everyone takes then they give me a shove, I know now I will die. I've got to get home where my friends are cos they know me and they can see from afar that i'm crying inside and the tears that I hide Oh i've got to get out yeah I've got to get out oh oh hoh ... oh oh hoh... ohoh