The sun no longer shines on your side

Remember this cold

When the fog won't lift in your town

And you turn old 

I heard you killed your only friend last year

You're such a disease

You can buy your other friends

But you can't buy me





Chorus

Disarm, can you hear the British ambulance

Breaking down, trick, bomb still goes 

Tick tick time on by, watching me explode 



When did I create you?

Did you ever destroy me?

Can this be settled with questions?

I can't think of anything. 



I'm just a little boy with an untrained voice 

But I have cannons for arms

I play the guitar and songs

With hidden missiles and bombs 



Repeat Chorus