Sticks 'N' Stones

When there's no one left to fight
 Boys like him don't shine so bright
 Soon as I see the dust settle
 He's out on the town tryin' to find trouble
 When there's no one left to fight
 Boys like him don't shine so bright
 Soon as I see the dust settle
 He's out on the town tryin' to find trouble
 I take a train again away from shame
 And blame a city pained to see
 A friend I hadn't seen since I was drinking underage
 I was a ten a day, how'd you say, little shit
 White lightning, heightening all my courage, quick wit
 We wore checkered season wallabies
 Buttoned shirts and whiskey
 Mutton dressed as lamb a fan of bands
 Like The Jam, Jam, Jam, Jam
 I don't know who I am, he said I don't know if I can
 I said yeah man, you can-can
 When there's no one left to fight
 Boys like him don't shine so bright
 Soon as I see the dust settle
 He's out on the town tryin' to find trouble
 When there's no one left to fight
 Boys like him don't shine so bright
 Soon as I see the dust settle
 He's out on the town tryin' to find trouble
 Drunk and being sick, I feel like shit
 I gotta quit, I hope I haven't missed the last train
 Gonna be stuck in Hampton Wick
 With the boys across the platform
 Shouting, "Lightweight prick!"
 I'm a featherweight champion, cheap to get pissed
 Wish Candy were here with me, she'd deffa deal with it
 Tell 'em all to shut their mouths and go suck their mommas dicks
 'Cause she ain't, no she ain't that low, three fingers down
 Or the other two up, and I'll sing this proud
 Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
 And I haven't got time for you either
 With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones
 I take 'em home on my own
 Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
 And I haven't got time for you either
 With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones
 I take 'em home on my own
 As I travel down the track, all my memories flood back
 We were runnin' at ease from enemies
 And rushed back to your momma's flat
 It's the only place but home I feel relaxed enough to crap
 I know it sounds crude, but there's something in that
 How's Danny doin'? Hear he's high flyin' and that
 Stockbroker in the city with a lady and a baby
 And Fee, is she free from the demons she had?
 Was it two months clean, routine to relapse
 Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
 And I haven't got time for you either
 With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones
 I take 'em home on my own
 Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
 And I haven't got time for you either
 With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones
 I take 'em home on my own
 She smoked all of your weed
 That's why the loved ones out to leave
 Why when you take the lead they stab you in the back
 'Til you can't breathe, when you're bleeding on the floor
 And no one hears your call at all
 She screamed out to the party
 "You are sheeps and cattle!"
 I was hanging out with Louie in the shooting gallery
 When the news got through to me about you and Jeremy
 Pat on my back, and a swig on my brew
 You're still my friend, it's impossible to hate you
 Cradle to the grave, I know we always misbehave
 People latch down and then they rain on our parade
 Girls we love leave when we want them to stay
 Like today, remember, what shall we say?
 When there's no one left to fight
 Boys like us don't shine so bright
 Soon as I see the dust settle
 Let's go out and find some trouble!
 Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
 And I haven't got time for you either
 With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones
 I take 'em home on my own
 Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
 And I haven't got time for you either
 With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones
 I take 'em home on my own
 Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
 And I haven't got time for you either
 With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones
 I take 'em home on my own
 Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
 And I haven't got time for you either
 With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones
 I take 'em home on my own