Jack draped neatly across a wooden chest 
Babies leaving babies at their mother’s chest 
And they all tell stories when they come home to rest 
Talk about it all
Slap dash Harry raise a drink behind the bar
Wearing his ribbons he can talk about them all
To us another story but to him he seen them fall
Talk about it all, about it all

Well about all your troubles and all your friends 
Talk about the worst times those dreams they never end 
Talk about your freedom granted that’s for sure 
Talk about the times when you can’t take no more 

Queens and countries need their little boys
Playing with their lives like their their latest toys
But it ain’t Jack who’s been there sits at home with the rest
Talk about it all, about it all

Well about all your troubles and all your friends 
Talk about the worst times those dreams they never end 
Talk about your freedom granted that’s for sure 
Talk about the times when you can’t take no more 

Line those streets with their fallen friends
Looking in their eyes and you can never understand
Now the boys are just forgotten left to get on with it all 
Talk about them all, about them all

Well about all your troubles and all your friends 
Talk about the worst times those dreams they never end 
Talk about your freedom granted that’s for sure 
Talk about the times when they can’t take no more 

Broken toys for adult boys
Broken toys for adult boys
Broken toys for adult boys
Broken toys for adult boys

Repeat x 5