Bombsite Boy

Leapfrog over fences

Little time, less senses

Here by this railway cutting

Life goes quick and it goes without warning

That's how life is in my bombsite dwelling

But I don't believe you have to be an idiot

To get somewhere these days

I don't believe you have to sell your soul

And do what everybody says

Or get carried away

Nowadays I fall among the empty shells and pray

Give thanks - I'm happy where I am

It's just as well

Well, I thank God I never closed my eyes

Thank God I never compromised

Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy

Thank God I wasn't mesmerized

Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy - the bombsite boy

There's a killer in your subway

An anarchist on your street

There's a breakdown on your TV

You can't find no relief

In fact no feelings at all

Your war is totally internal

At least I'm sure that mine is - on the outside

I can thank God I never closed my eyes

Thank God I never compromised

Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy

Thank God I wasn't mesmerized

Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy - the bombsite boy