Lyrics:

I'm sick of working for a living

I'm just ticking off the days till I die

Oh, I miss you Louise, yeah...

And the sickest little pleasures keep me going in between pulling teeth



Oh periscope up

I've been looking for a ladder

I need to see the commander in chief

And remind him what was passed onto me



Your mum don't sleep!

And the friends you keep!

I didn't raise a thief!

I didn't raise a thief!



But the leaders of the free world

Are just little boys throwing stones

And it's easy to ignore

Till they're walking on the door of your home



My thinking isn't driven

But the music always gives me a lift

I'm so easy to please, yeah

But I think we dropped the baton like the 60's didn't happen, oh no!



Oh periscope up

Should be looking for a ladder

I need to see the commander in chief

And remind him what was passed onto YOU AND me



Your mum don't sleep!

And the friends you keep!

I didn't raise a thief!

I didn't raise a thief!



But the leaders of the free world

Are just little boys throwing stones

And it's easy to ignore

Till they're knocking on the door of your homes



But the leaders of the free world

Are just little boys throwing stones

And it's easy to ignore

Till they're knocking on the door of your homes



Passing the gun from father to feckless son

We're climbing a landslide where only the good die young

Passing the gun from father to feckless son