Leapfrog over fences
Little time, less senses
Here by this railway cutting
Life goes quick and it goes without warning
That´s how life is in my bombsite dwelling

But I don´t believe you have to be an idiot
To get somewhere these days
I don´t believe you have to sell your soul
And do what everybody says
Or get carried away
Nowadays I fall among the empty shells and pray
Give thanks - I´m happy where I am
It´s just as well

Well, I thank God never closed my eyes
Thank God I never compromised
Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy
Thank God I wasn´t mesmerised
Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy, the bombsite boy

There´s a killer in your subway
An anarchist on your street
There´s a breakdown on your T.V.
You can´t find no relief
In fact no feelings at all
Your war is totally internal
At least I´m sure that mine is on the outside

Thank God I never closed my eyes
Thank God I never compromised
Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy
Thank God I wasn´t mesmerised
Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy, the bombsite boy