All wound up with no place to go (2017)

Sculptures from rope, foam, coating

I was nothing but a lonely boy

Looking for something new

And you were nothing but a lonely girl

But you were something

Something like a dream come true

I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block

When I played my guitar

I made the canyons rock but

Every Saturday night

I felt the fever grow

Do ya know what it's like

All wound up with no place to go

Do ya know what it's like

All wound up with no place to go

In the middle of a steaming night

I'm tossing in my sleep

And in the middle of a red-eyed dream 

I see you coming

Coming on to give it to me

I was out on the prowl down by the edge of the track

And like a son of a jackal

I'm a leader of the pack but 

Every Saturday night

I felt the fever grow

Do ya know what it's like

All wound up with no place to go

Do ya know what it's like

All wound up with no place to go

Oh, baby, I'm a hunter in the dark of the forest

I've been stalking you and tracking you down

Cruising up and down the main drag all night long

We could be standing at the top of the world

Instead of sinking further down in the mud

You and me 'round about midnight

You and me 'round about midnight

Someone's got to draw first

Draw first

Someone's got to draw first blood

Someone's got to draw first blood

Oh I got to draw first blood

Oh I got to draw first blood

I was out on the prowl down by the edge of the track 

And like a son of a jackal I'm a leader of the pack but 

Every Saturday night

I felt the fever grow

Do ya know what it's like

All wound up with no place to go

Do ya know what it's like

All wound up with no place to go

I was nothing but a lonely all-American boy

Looking out for something to do

And you were nothing but a lonely all-American girl

But you were something like a dream come true

I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block

And when I played my guitar I made the canyons rock

But every Saturday night

I felt the fever grow

All wound up with no place to go

All wound up with no place to go

All wound up with no place to go

All wound up with no place to go

All wound up with no place to go

Artist: Meat Loaf

Album: Bat Out of Hell

Released: 1977

The three first sculptures (Dicky, Boris and Benthe) of the series All wrapped up with no place to go will be on display at the WTC in Amsterdam from January 11 - March 31 2018.