I'm on a B road heading for the sea
To see if hands across the ocean
Shake or wave
Through the whiplash of the windscreen wipers
I can see for miles
But all I do is watch the time
And the driver's hands

He harbours thoughts on personal grief
Touch Of Evil lyrics

Outside this flamin' ring of fire
There's nothing left for me to lose
I shoot to kill if I desire
I walk away if I so choose
I said your hardship's
Only one of a fleet
That didn't go down well

CHORUS
Listen son if you'd spent
Your life in the last lane
You would have an accent to grind
Punch-drunk on patriotism
Blind-drunk on borderism
Maybe I should drive

And while you're castaway
The mice'll
Craft Of The Wise lyrics

Across a thousand nations
                            And forty-thousand years
                          
 play
They'll have a license
To dull those left back home
What about those poor souls?

And as I jumped to these conclusions
He thumped his feet on the brakes
But we still hit a songwriter
Trudging through the rain

Scrambled out and watched him
Rest in pieces
Said a prayer
This Unsent Letter lyrics


Verse 1 
Here I am 
I made the same mistake 
Broken again 
By something so fake 
So long, my good friend
 and rifled
Through his pockets
But the side of his mouth
Still had something to say
At the toss of a coin
I end up head in the dirt
And tail in the air
Yet you can dance away
But be it friend of hard-up-man
Fellow or kin
When the chips are down
They're down for good