I guess the city people never liked my pen
So it's back to scenic pastures once again
I'm on the bus to track down a long-lost friend
Vicious passages that I hope to amend
I say as it was, I say that I was deluded
Any resemblance, coicindental
Lay down your arms again
Now I'm giving up the dreams you couldn't understand
Now I'm thinking of a worthless plot of land
And if equals we may never really be
Then let the silly hermit one be me
I need something small, I need a room without a view
Anything small that says no ambitions
Lay down your arms again
I need something small, I need a room without a view
Let me recite from my first and only
Lay down your arms
Lay down your arms again