Emily shrugs and drags her heels as she takes the guided tour  It seemed like such an amazing deal  when she was looking at the brochure  Stuck on a bus with strangers  wishing she could be ay home  with me Poor little Emily  how does it feel to be free?  Lyin' in bed  the pain in my head  from running around all day  Tryin' to find what was rightfully mine  but I ran out of things to say  Runnin' around with strangers  wishing she could run away with me..  Poor little Emily,  how does it feel to be free  from familiar fingertips  to a persecuted grip?  from the pan into the fire  now a thread becomes a wire  under which you must crawl  through a ditch and over the wall  Emily works her fingers  right down to her aching bones  while my aching head's got me stuck  in bed working on being alone  Working around the clock  wishing she had worked it out with me  Poor little Emily  how does it feel to be free?  Poor little Emily  how does it feel to be free?  Poor little Emily  how does it feel to be free?