You head home If you like I'll stay here Check if he's alright He's got his head screwed on And he's still going strong As he cracks a smile And he tries to tell me what went wrong... Silence sweeps us off our feet The violence, oh, the violence It takes two To get bruised But looking at that shiner I would say There were a good few And his friends have "flew" Cause they were bugaloo Red and blue And tell El to wait Until we get him home again And let's get you right And we'll soothe your wounds Once we get you home again Let's make this right