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 I never closed my eyes
Thank God I never compromised
Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy
Thank God I wasn't mesmerized
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 TV
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

I can thank God I never closed my eyes
Thank God I never compromised
Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy
Thank God I wasn't mesmerized
Bombsite boy, the bombsite boy - the bombsite boy