1967
 作词 : Nat Ćmiel
 作曲 : Nat Ćmiel/Kin Leonn
 Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

 Listen to the voices spit out all the grime
 In my mama's satin dress, staring at the train line
 Nurse said I was better, discharged on Monday night
 Just kill me
 Then, I sold Kate a Val', so I stayed till late July

 He told me, "Meet on Sunday and take the Northern line"
 I wish they didn't draft boys, boys who want to die
 Boys who want to die
 Boys who want to die

 He tells me, "It's all broken," so I don't have to fight
 Are you coming with me?
 Wipe his diamond tears from the makeup that he cried
 He's always so far away
 Dressed like it's the 60s, he looks so ****ing fly
 He looks so ****ing fly
 But when they shaved his head, he cried and cried and cried

 He told me, "Meet on Sunday and take the Northern line"
 I wish they didn't draft boys, boys who want to die

 Want to die
 Where did you go
 Go, go away?

 Boys who want to, boys who want to, to, to, boys who want to die

 Listen to the voices spit out all the grime
 In my mama's satin dress, staring at the train line

 Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah