No Son Will Ease Their Solitude Lyrics

My pony trek has gone too far
I started in Stoke and woke in Myanmar
It must have been that second drink
I swear it was endless it turned into a fifteenth
And then the sensation of dying young took over
No son

My bank account is not a hole
It has no real purpose and a hole has one
I'd sooner just unlearn the word
I'm serious the knowledge that holidays existed
Did not hurt did not burn only brought a fresh perspective

Did you want to be in the military all along?
Did you want to be in the military all along?

Surrender in a minute har har har
Surrender in a minute in a minute innit
Surrender in a minute har har har
Surrender in a minute in a minute innit