I was in the war
U were in the war
I was on my knees
U were on ur knees

And no reptiles, just soft boiled eggs in shirts and ties
Waitin' for the flashin' green man
quiverin' and wobblin' just like all the eggs u know

I'm goin' to kill a stranger
So don't u be a stranger

Oh baby it's alright
It's alright to feel like a fat child in a pushchair old enough to run.
Old enough to fire a gun
Oh baby it's alright
It's alright to feel like a fat child in a pushchair old enough to run.
Old enough to fire a gun
Oh baby it's alright
It's alright to feel like a fat child in a pushchair old enough to run
Old enough to fire a gun
Oh baby it's alright
It's alright to feel like a fat child in a pushchair old enough to run
Old enough to fire a gun
Just give me this one night
Just one night to feel like
I might be on the right path
Rhe path that takes me home
Wise enough to know myself
Just give me this one night
Just one night to feel like
I might be on the right path
Rhe path that takes me home
Wise enough to know myself