It's a war Do what you're told All the way in the back I can see you attack And focus in starlight I would dine and be done Cause I'm out of time It's a whirl The bastard son's and plates Call at dawn for sack It's time for being safe
Now we'll never Blame it on the weather More than ever, my friend Don't forget to pretend Don't forget to look pretty Like you don't own a thing Are you the last man around Just a guess But I think I'm getting more Wash your hands and pretend That you keep me safe from harm
