One day, maybe next week, we'll dig up the super-soaker-gear dress up in raincoats and rubber-boots, a round of phone-calls for some cops and some robbers, you tell them to bring their own radio-telephones yeah, i'll be on the blue side and you lead the red team i love you baby but there's no sneak-peakin on my frequency
Fill up your cannon with the muddy-muddy water there's more in the pond and there's more in the gutter don't waste any time you don't wanna find yourself stuck behind the enemy line and out flies a grenade oh yeah splash right on the face pull those civilians away, they're messin up my bluffin-phaze yeah i'll be on the blue side and you lead the red team i love you baby but there's no sneak-peakin on my frequency
And pray pray pray for two days and two nights of rain ooh we wanna play play play is no mercy no prisoners ok? x 2
And in the evening we're all casualty of war so have another flapjack and pass me the jam and after dinner could i maybe hold your hand