Sun goes down and d**h warms up
Battle grounds are found
Give up on common ground
Light it up and burn it down
Sun goes down and d**h warms up
Picking scabs and keeping score
Cover up the morning sores
One thousand cigarettes
One more, more, more, more
One thousand cigarettes and counting
No better way to k** an evening
Sun goes down and d**h warms up
Battle grounds are found
On the rocks and battered down
Down, down
I'm sending you're royal artillery