The final phase 
A walk on hayes 
A punchbowl argument 
The swallowed flames 
The drunken dames 
That looked like helium 
I need this now 
Just like you told me not to 
I breed this now 
Just get me off of the boat for a little while 
The war it came 
With fifty men 
That stretched out over their graves 
Declared a war 
And killed some more 
And killed some more again 
I need this now 
Just like you told me not to 
I breed this now 
Just to get you off of my back for a little while