No Son Will Ease Their Solitude Lyrics - The Peace & Truce Of Future Of The Left - Future Of The Left

my pony trek has gone too far 

i started in stoke and woke in myanmar 

it must have been that second drink 

i swear it was endless it turned into a fifteenth 

and then the sensation of dying young took over 

no son 

my bank account is not a hole 

it has no real purpose and a hole has one 

i'd sooner just unlearn the word 

i'm serious the knowledge that holidays existed 

did not hurt did not burn only brought a fresh perspective 

did you want to be in the military all along? 

did you want to be in the military all along? 

surrender in a minute har har har 

surrender in a minute in a minute innit 

surrender in a minute har har har 

surrender in a minute in a minute innit