Lyrics:

Come on Mr. Christian
Hand me the jug
I won't take the boot
For a coward's salute
Not gonna weep now

Come on Mr. Christian
Hand me the plug
I've seen better heads
In animal beds
Let's go to sleep now

Better before however
Stereotypes kill time

And you're killing mine

Come on Mr. Christian
Pity the light
Say goodnight

Tomorrow I shape up
(Or ship out)