It's a War - Trampled By Turtles

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