hello operator
i’m digging for fire
up comes a cop about twice my size
when I was younger I thought
shyness is nice
we’ve been on planes and on trains till we think we might die
coming home after a dozen wars
no time to think of consequences
good luck, good luck
you look to those you love
like you wanted to, blue jeans
are on my mind
she’s always calling my bluff
my only weapon was my pen
i know, what i know, i know
no matter what i know this means something
i would not run
i’m bored of cheap and cheerful
pirate skulls and bones
in search of the youth crew
i’m getting tired and i’m sweaty
i would go out tonight but
i think it’s time that i’ve got away
i can feel it
and it was awesome.