The final phase,
A walk on hayes
A punchbowl argument
The swallowed flames,
The drunken dames
That looked like helium
I need this now,
Just like you told me not to
I breed this now,
Just get me off of the boat for a little while
The war it came,
With fifty men
That stretched out over their graves
Declared a war,
And killed some more
And killed some more again
I need this now,
Just like you told me not to
I feed this now,
Just get you off of my back for a little while
For a while
