We crested the mountains in the middle of the night
And rolled halfway down before I nearly took our lives
We brought the best northern lights the locals had ever seen
And unfurled our bedrolls in between the flower dreams
We hit the front hard in those summer campaigns
And marched into the ocean just our skin and our names
But the road ends at the shore so i guess we've gotta turn around
What a bummer man to go back home
But I guess we gotta go back home
The captain here don't wear no insignia
But you can tell by the way the men address him he's the man in charge
Standing sentinel outside the rendezvous
I put my weapon in his hands and said "I'm gonna come after you"
I spent my last eight dollars on a bottle of wine
And returned after dark to the scene of no crime
Spent the rest of the weekend looking for a pay phone
But it costs more than a quarter to call
These days
It costs more than a quarter to call someone who cares
So I just keep on hoping nobody cares
You're gonna have to hold me down
Chaste bike doubles in a foreign land
I wrapped my jacket round her feet when it got cold
Missed the bus twice and chased the morning home
Chased the morning home
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