Future Of The Left - No Son Will Ease Their Solitude lyrics

my pony trek has gone too far i started in stoke and woke in myanmar it must have been that second drink i swear it was endless it turned into a fifteenth and then the sensation of dying young took over no son my bank account is not a hole it has no real purpose and a hole has one i'd sooner just unlearn the word i'm serious the knowledge that holidays existed did not hurt did not burn only brought a fresh perspective did you want to be in the military all along? did you want to be in the military all along? surrender in a minute har har har surrender in a minute in a minute innit surrender in a minute har har har surrender in a minute in a minute innit