We were set upon by bandits

That we made ourselves from garbage bags and sticks

They fell on us while we lay sleeping

I said it was just a bad dream

You said it hit harder than a brick

And I never didn't love you

But no one likes to be left waiting round

And we'd better make a couple of decisions

While we're still this far above the ground

Last night you were a sad old lady dying

And this morning you woke a laughing little girl

Sometimes I can't hear you when we'rе drinking

Even though I know your voice is the loudеst in the world

And I never didn't love you

But no one likes to be left waiting round

And we'd better make at least one or two decisions

While we're still this far above the ground

While we're still this far above the ground