Lyrics
I m off to the civil war, i m not affected by your blackmail, full of hot tea and sugar
I ve got my clipboard, my heavy boots, slip over here and set me free
Slip out of trouble, no easy way to be free
Lead me to the station, i m runnin in the rain
I ve got my clipboard, lead me to the station
I m a relation, but admit you failed
Second generation, and i m a soldier at thirteen, there s no easy way to be free
My heavy boots, and i m a soldier at thirteen, no easy way to be free
I left my doctor s prescription bungalow behind me i left the door ajar, left the keys right in my car Kid, no easy way to be free
I m off to the civil war, second generation Who, you won t fool me you and your history won t rule me you might have been a fighter
I ve got my kit bag, i m runnin in the rain, no easy way to be free
Lead me to the station, lead me to the station
I m not affected by your blackmail, slip over here and set me free
Keep away old man, i m off to the civil war
Gonna run till my feet are raw, no easy way to be free The, lead me to the station
Second generation, no easy way to be free
keep away old man
I m not affected by your blackmail, and i m a soldier at thirteen The, but admit you failed
gonna run till my feet are raw
No easy way to be free, i left my vacuum flask Who, no easy way to be free
I m a soldier at sixty-three, you won t fool me you and your history won t rule me you might have been a fighter, i ve got my kit bag
I ve got my clipboard, left the keys right in my car, lead me to the station
My heavy boots, my heavy boots, slip over here and set me free
second generation
second generation
Second generation, i m not affected by your blackmail
I m a relation, left the keys right in my car Kid, i m off to the civil war
You won t fool me you and your history won t rule me you might have been a fighter, and i m a soldier at thirteen
Full of hot tea and sugar, my heavy boots Kid, but admit you failed
But admit you failed, second generation
I m runnin in the rain, but admit you failed
Only half way up the tree, i ve got my kit bag
There s no easy way to be free, only half way up the tree
I m a relation, no easy way to be free Kid, i m off to the civil war
Full of hot tea and sugar, and i m a soldier at thirteen
Gonna run till my feet are raw, no easy way to be free, slip over here and set me free
lead me to the station
gonna run till my feet are raw
gonna run till my feet are raw
My heavy boots, only half way up the tree Slip, you re slidin down the hill like me no easy way to be free
No easy way to be free, i m a soldier at sixty-three
Second generation, there s no easy way to be free
i ve got my kit bag
Left the keys right in my car, full of hot tea and sugar, you re slidin down the hill like me no easy way to be free
I m off to the civil war, i m off to the civil war
I m runnin in the rain, full of hot tea and sugar, second generation