This summer my call up papers arrive

My friends now seem like no one else on earth

We dodge the draft

Concoct ill feeling, are overcome

Needing, yearning to be shipped away

A last gasp at the institutional

Don't worry ma

I'll be home for the millennium

One chance

Give the winter meaning

New colleagues, one dirty joke each, rationed

Rail against my superiors

Together in temporary conditions

Foetus-like at night, lost in my own poetry of horror

A year at war is always enough

To make a man of you

Yeah ma, when this boy returns

He'll be on another plane

Thrown amongst each other like we were in school

Girls back home touched by frozen sessions

Please let me get drafted this summer sir

Show 'em all

I don't need to pull into the play station

No footballing cup or future to map out

Away from pubs with agendas behind the overt

Let me see the horror people

Then I can feel ready to decide

Living for the idea of her

That strange new intensity

Brought here by the promise of a finale

Absorb it

Relish the fading of the light

Watch his back, another watches mine

I couldn't now if I tried

Yeah kid, I'd like to be drafted

I wait each morning underneath the letterbox

Man needs war

And phallic imagery might disturb you babe

Your tomorrow, oh so sure

My girl can't see the call up as I will

To accelerate my dreams

I fight for nothing