Late Home Tonight Part I Lyrics

Standing at the windowA farmer's wife in OxfordshireGlances at the clock it's nearly time for teaShe doesn't seeThe phantom in the hedgerow dip its wingsDoesn't hear the engine singBut in the cockpit's techno glowBehind the Ray Ban(R) shineThe kid from ClevelandIn the comfort of routineScans his dials and smilesSecure in the beauty of military lifeThere is no right or wrongOnly tin cans and cordite and white cliffsAnd blue skies and flight flight flightThe beauty of military lifeNo questions only orders and flight only flightWhat a beautiful sight in his wild blue dreamThe eternal child leafs through hisWar magazineAnd his kind Uncle Sam feeds ten trillion inChange into the total entertainmentCombat video gameAnd up here in the standsThe fans are goin' wildThe cheerleaders flipWhen you wiggle your hipAnd we all like the bit when you takeThe jeans from the refrigerator andThen the bad guy gets hitAnd were you struck by the satisfyingWay the swimsuit sticks to her skinLike BB gun daysWhen knives pierce autumn leavesBut that's okay see the children bleedIt'll look great on the TVAnd in Tripoli another ordinary wifeStares at the dripping her old man hadn'tTime to fixToo busy mixing politics and rhythmIn the street below