The sun no longer shines on your side   Remember this cold   When the fog won't lift in your town   And you turn old    I heard you killed your only friend last year   You're such a disease   You can buy your other friends   But you can't buy me         Chorus   Disarm, can you hear the British ambulance   Breaking down, trick, bomb still goes    Tick tick time on by, watching me explode       When did I create you?   Did you ever destroy me?   Can this be settled with questions?   I can't think of anything.       I'm just a little boy with an untrained voice    But I have cannons for arms   I play the guitar and songs   With hidden missiles and bombs       Repeat Chorus