Soldier Boys And Jesus Freaks
By: Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds
All the people on the village green
Are gathered 'round their TV screens
To hear the government about to speak
For solider boys and Jesus freaks
They go to heaven on their holidays
The congregation hopes and prays
They leave their letters in the mailbox
For lonely souls they could not save
Off and on I used to hear the call
But she was just a baby doll
And all around them were the holy men
Who twist the words of way back when
She will kiss the sky
and shelter all the world from the rain
Put on a record on the jukebox
She might dance the night away
On and on we go
and the rest of the world outside
May soon explode
and there's no place we might hide
On and on we go
and the rest of the world outside
May soon explode
and there's no place we might hide
On and on we go and we kiss this world
Goodbye and on and on and on and on
All the people on the village green
Are gathered 'round their TV screens
To hear the government about to speak
For solider boys and Jesus freaks
End