In the dog days of our lives when time goes slow
In the dog days of our lives when time foes slow
You forget your name and you can't find your way home

I was working in the basement, I heard the evening news
I was working in the basement, I heard it on the evening news
We're on our way up the river, all aboard the the ship of fools

Now I think, I need some place to hide
Now I need some place to run
The man behind the smile
Behind the gun

I get what I need at the counter of the surplus store
It was you that played rough, it is me that'll even the score
And if you want to play soldiers, you'd better expect a war

Now I think, I need some place to hide
Now I need some place to run
The man behind the smile
Behind the gun

Living underground with a broken hand
A life slips away like the finest sand
On the rooftops overlooking the school
The sweet revenge of every crying, lonely fool

They say the keys to the kingdom, are the keys to the automobile
The keys to the kingdom, are the keys to the automobile
The King is dead with his hands still tied round the wheel

Now I think, I need some place to hide
Now I need some place to run
The man behind the smile
Behind the gun