Album: Crossing the Red Sea With The Adverts
Leapfrog over fences
Little time, less senses
Here by this railway cutting
Life goes quick and it goes without warning
That's how life is in my bombsite dwelling
But I don't believe you have to be an idiot
To get somewhere these days
I don't 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 - I'm happy where I am
It's 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 wasn't mesmerized
Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy - the bombsite boy
There's a killer in your subway
An anarchist on your street
There's a breakdown on your TV
You can't find no relief
In fact no feelings at all
Your war is totally internal
At least I'm 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 wasn't mesmerized
Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy - the bombsite boy
| # | Top 4 The Adverts |
|---|---|
| 1 | The Adverts - New Church |
| 2 | The Adverts - No Time To Be 21 |
| 3 | The Adverts - New Day Dawning |
| 4 | The Adverts - Gary Gilmore's Eyes |