Carl Barât And The Jackals - Summer In The Trenches

You and me it seems we dream of ships
Galleons to carry us away
Long I wait but they just don’t come in
Its seems they sailed yesterday

(Ohh, oh, oh)

I got drunk and my heart broke again
Sobered up to see if it was true
Got so low with just myself to blame
So now I’m going to blame you

(Ohh, oh, oh)
(Ohh, oh, oh)

When there’s nothing left to live for
And nothing left to die for
I try everything and no, I don’t get kicks
I dream of ships

When the world is catching up on me
They all want a piece of me
There is nowhere left for me to run
It’s not my generation but let’s have some fun

I woke to find all my heroes were dead
No ships to carry me to sea
It wasn’t like this in my head
Hip hip hooray, no seriously
It’s not my generation
It’s not enough for me

(Ohh, oh, oh)
(Ohh, oh, oh)

When there’s nothing left to live for
And nothing left to die for
I try everything and no, I don’t get kicks
I dream of ships

When the world is catching up on me
They all want a piece of me
There is nowhere left for me to run
I know a nice old fashioned way to have some fun

Lovers they are meant to ease your pain
Oh yeah I’ve heard it all before
Fetishists and other poison games
And co-dependency’s a bore

When the world is catching up on me
They all want a piece of me
There is nowhere left for me to run
It’s not my generation but let’s have some fun