Jamie Defrates World War Two Boy
Hey World War II boy
Foreboding battlewagon fodder
Forelock missing with your luck
Keeps you up at night
Mare's moon tangles both your feet
Drags you down helplessly step a fake
Tombstones piling up your last mistake
We all wait for you; give us a break, give us a break
Sashay, sashay through the sarcasm
Stalking, skulking through the sargassum
Planning revenge on your friends
Planning revenge on your friends
Planning revenge on your friends
Your calendery search is nearing the end
Your scientific research has a satirical twinge
Outside you change yourself to be
Inside what you already see, already see
Outside you change yourself to be
Inside what you already see, already see
