And we'll do reserve duty, pay our taxes And we'll get stuck in traffic (no one screws with us) We are definitely definitely definitely not we're definitely not suckers
And we'll do reserve duty, pay our taxes And we'll get stuck in traffic (no one screws with us) We are definitely definitely definitely not We're definitely not frayerim My mates say enough enough of being so heavy And I don't disagree but the situation's absurd -- try to get some of these examples and if you don't manage then wait for me Cos if here a missile fell, there there's another bomb-shell What does it matter who'll take over from Jordan,Katash, or Shaquille And if here it's a combat zone, there a minefield What does it matter if I pay by cheque, credit, or cash And if water is 700 and rates are 2000 Of course I'll take part in the latest discount deal... Left -- right -- look to the sides
And we'll do reserve duty...
And sometimes everything looks just weird, not connected Like a nun in a brothel or a whore in a monastery Everything's going from bad to worse Tear emerges from the eye, spills over onto the cheek and you? -- I cry about it all. Weep at how it all could have been major here Could have been harmony... Between synagogue and flack-jacket to the mosque Shopping mall, church, it all could have been one Instead there's this feeling of help! Living with this sense of 'as if' Without looking reality in the face With no attempt to move forward, only to float Disconnect Do everything not to get screwed Do everything not to get screwed