- The Adverts Bombsite Boy 歌词
- The Adverts
- 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
T.V. 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.
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