It's a war 
Do what you're told 
All the way in the back 
I can see you attack 
And focus in starlight 
I would dine and be done 
Cause I'm out of time 
It's a whirl 
The bastard son's and plates 
Call at dawn for sack 
It's time for being safe 
Now we'll never 
Blame it on the weather 
More than ever, my friend 
Don't forget to pretend 
Don't forget to look pretty like you don't own a thing 
Are you the last man around 
Just a guess 
But I think 
I'm getting more 
Wash your hands and pretend 
That you keep me safe from harm