All the dangerous games you played out after dark   They never asked, or forced to hold you down   In the chamber where you built all those radios      In the years that passed from forty one to forty five   And the neighbours asked you to take those antennas down   Those are eyesores, eyesores      Left in, in-between the wars      You aren't even who you said you are      All the sporting goods you once sold on Mondays   All the bolts and balls couldn't satisfy your interest   All the things you tried but that remind you of the day      When you went around defusing bombs   Changing into costume to follow all the criminals in the land   Who'd ever thought you'd join a band      You aren't even who you said you are   And you lied to me, you aren't even who you said you are      When you went around defusing bombs   Changing into costume to follow all the criminals in the land   Who'd ever thought you'd join a band