I look back in time
To when life was fine
And I was so young
And way out of line
A rebel I was
For every cards I could find
Behind the lines
Drawn by men
Oh white lies
The time marches on
Oh and those days are gone
But players remain
The key and the park
Setting the state
Preparing to age it all
Behind the line
Drawn by men
White lies oh yeah
Looking around
Heads underground
We tow the light
The light
For those with ground
Let's move aside
Move aside
And open wide
Could you res
Res
Res
You res
Behind the line
We must escape
This naked a cloth and train
Behind the left
Drawn by men
Ooh white lies
Oh
Oh