It's time to set it off because it's Friday night and we ignore the war by turning of the light. She's gonna get a drink, she's gonna have a smoke, she's gonna cross the line, she's gonna wake up broke.
She wants a cigarette. She wants it nice and wet. Her man's away at war, she's trying to forget. The band is playing loud, the band is playing fast, they sing of ending war but now that song has passed.
She drinks until she smiles. She smiles until she cries. She cries until she drinks. There is a reason why. We don't get a say when they wage a war and we don't get to choose what we're fighting for.