New Model Army

No Man's Land

New Model Army


You say that you'd rather be really poor 
Than scratching, saving, scrimping all the pennies 
Looking in the windows at what you can't afford 
Always hungry, never starving 

Ch: In no man's land the days are long 

You say that you'd rather be really ill 
Than just having headaches, never have no energy 
All the little allergies and all the little pains 
Never getting better, never getting worse 

Ch: In no man's land the days are long 

You say that you'd rather have no love at all 
Than pathetic little words, half-hearted kisses 
Never feeling anything, anything at all 
Never no fire, never no passion 

Ch: In no man's land the days are long 

Do you believe you can come out 
Fighting from your shellhole 
Or do you run for cover every time 
You hear a shot is fired in anger