"I can't do this"
This is a thing I so often hear...

From a nut
To a stem...

So you took your countries shilling,
You stood and declared your oath...

"GRIT"
This is not something you wish to chew...

Can you feel it building?
Are you starting to get hot...

44 tones of you truck and load
Plowing on down that tarmac road...

Hush now,
Quiet now...

I'm in this London place
You can vanish without a trace...

I'm going to build a world around you,
Already! one has begun...

Your mamma don't dance,
But trust me she can move...

While you sleep you miss the sunrise.
It was spectacular...

When I dwell upon my past deeds,
I'm not quite sure just how I feel...