A.D.

[Verse 1] Born in a mission town, bred with the fist of our father You take the pole-axe out of your spine, push your shoulder blade back in its place But I need a pseudonym, calm as a lunatic ulcer I'll be the black rum and hear the bows hum with the breath of my elephant oar And you pushing pencils, an army torrential and soaking Oh, little hark, be the clock of my heart, the sum of all elements say [Chorus] You slave (Underneath the banner of wanting) You slave (Underneath the banner of wanting) It always takes me there (Back into the days I was hoping) You slave (It's real life happening) [Verse 2] So I get my papers in line and then get a fake passport With all my decisions made, I've swum the fission lake many a time And you slumped across the grey lawn with a bottle of maybes I pour my own flesh out of my skull, I'm leaving this ever again [Chorus] You slave (Underneath the banner of wanting) You slave (Underneath the banner of wanting) It always takes me there (Back into the days I was hoping) You slave (It's real life happening) [Bridge] It's real life happening, oh It's real life happening I said, I'm coming down I'm coming out [Chorus] You slave (Underneath the banner of wanting) You slave (Underneath the banner of wanting) It always takes me there (Back into the days I was hoping) You slave (It's real life happening) [Instrumental Break] [Outro] Oh, you'll never get older, you'll never get older Oh, you'll never get older, never get older