Leapfrog over fences Little time, less senses Here by this railway cutting Life goes quick and it goes without warning Thats how life is in my bombsite dwelling But I dont believe you have to be an idiot To get somewhere these days I dont 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 Im happy where I am Its 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 wasnt mesmerized Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy the bombsite boy Theres a killer in your subway An anarchist on your street Theres a breakdown on your T.V You cant find no relief In fact no feelings at all Your war is totally internal At least Im 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 wasnt mesmerized Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy the bombsite boy
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