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 get you off of my back for a little while