Me or Him

You wake up in the morning, get something for the pot

Wonder why the sun makes the rocks feel hot

Draw on the walls, eat, get laid

Back in the good old days

Then, some damn fool invents the wheel

Listen to the whitewalls squeal

You spend all day looking for a parking spot

Nothing for the heart, nothing for the pot

Benny turned the dial on his shortwave radio

Oh, how he wanted to talk to the people

He wanted his own show

Tune in Moscow, Tune in New York

Listen to the Welsh kid talk

Communicating like in the good old days

Forgive me father, for I have sinned

It was either me or him

And a voice said

"Benny, you fucked the whole thing up

Benny, your time is up" (your time is up)

Benny turned the dial on his shortwave radio

He wanted to talk to the people

He wanted his own show [echoes]

Tune in Moscow, Tune in New York

Listen to the Welsh kid talk

Communicating like the good old days

The good old days

"Forgive me Father ("Mobile One Two to Central)

For I have sinned (We have a multiple on the A465 between Cwmbran and Cylgoch)

Father, it was either me or him

Father, can we turn back the clock? (Ambulance, over)

I never meant to drop the concrete block!" (Roger central, over and out")

Benny turned the dial on his shortwave radio

Oh, how he wanted to talk to the people

He wanted his own show

Tune in Moscow, Tune in New York

Listen to the Welsh kid talk

Just like in the good old days

The good old days

"Do you really think Iranian terrorists would have taken Americans hostage if Ronald Reagan were president?

Do you really think the Russians would have invaded Afghanistan if Ronald Reagan were president?

Do you really think third-rate military dictators would laugh at America, and burn our flag in contempt, if Ronald Reagan were president?"

"Well, it might work! ("We as a group do most importantly want to beseech...) Sure! (...President Reagan and our fellow Americans to refrain from any form of...) Only, it's going to be mighty dangerous for you, Cassidy!"

(...military or violent means as an attempt, no matter how noble or heroic...)

"Guess you don't know Hopalong Cassidy, mister! Adventure's his bread, excitement's his butter (...to secure our freedom")

And danger, why to him that's like strawberry jam to top it off!"