The sun no longer shines on your side Remember this cold When the fog won't lift in your town And you turn old I heard you killed your only friend last year You're such a disease You can buy your other friends But you can't buy me Chorus Disarm, can you hear the British ambulance Breaking down, trick, bomb still goes Tick tick time on by, watching me explode When did I create you? Did you ever destroy me? Can this be settled with questions? I can't think of anything. I'm just a little boy with an untrained voice But I have cannons for arms I play the guitar and songs With hidden missiles and bombs Repeat Chorus