A place to stay Enough to eat
Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
Where you can speak out loud
About your doubts and fears
And what’s more
No one ever disappears you never hear their standard issue
Kicking in your door
You can relax
On both sides of the tracks
And maniacs
Don’t blow holes
In bandsmen by remote control
And everyone has recourse to the law
And no one kills the children anymore
No one kills the children anymore