No Soap (In A Dirty War)

A free ride on a guilt trip She makes out like it's the fall of Rome Nobody likes a martyr love, so leave it, Martin Luther I can see your dream's gone stale, so I'm going home I can't talk to you until I've had a few, it's a shame Is this the last glow on your bonfire The burning issue's why didn't you phone? Well you might have my body, but my mind's not yours for keeping So you can keep my Blur Cds, I'm going home Because I don't wanna die in the same hole I was born And I don't wanna live if it's all been done before And I don't wanna get married in the same church as you all And I can't sleep in this bed with you any more Now the peace talks have reached a deadlock A unilateralist walk away But the believer's happy and the doubter is wise maybe? ' Cos we've been talking till we're blue, we've nothing left to say --- No Soap (In a Dirty War) - Reverend & the Makers