Arming Eritrea

Come on, Rick, I'm not a prize

I'm not a cynic or one of those guys

Come on, Rick, I'm not a rope

Now pull your socks up

Come on, Rick, I'm not a child

I'm not special or one of a kind

Come on Rick, I'm not a drunk

I know my own worth

And then I don't!

And then I don't!

A common purpose

A common goal

Come on, Rick, I'm not a prize

I'm not a cynic or one of those guys

Come on, Rick, I'm not a rope

Now pull your socks up

Come on, Rick, I'm not a child

I'm not special or one of a kind

Come on Rick, I'm not a drunk

I know my own worth

And then I don't!

And then I don't!

A common purpose

Gains value as a common goal

Let's flail together

If we must flail at all

Deep in the heart of the battle

Caught in the switch of the flow

Freedom from notes, she sells freedom from songs

She sells freedom and arms Eritrea

I could have made these excuses in my sleep

As if anyone had doubted them at all

But if we arm Eritrea then we won't have to pay her

And everyone can go home

I've got to seek paranoia where I find

As if anyone had doubted it at all

But if we arm Eritrea then we won't have to pay her

And everyone can go home

Yeah