Cock Sparrer Out On A Island Lyrics

Out On A Island Lyrics

everybody's got a number tattooed on their soul. 
and the time's gonna come
boy, 
when your number's called. 
everybody gets a uniform 
and a hut
to live in. 
they tell you your rank, 
you tell 'em your next of kin.

and there's no escape for the likes of you, my friend. 
but i'm gonna be
out on an island. 
in the middle of the bright blue sea. 
out on an island

where nobody's gonna bother looking for me. 
everybody gets the training,

in the wind and the rain. 
ten miles cross country, 
driving you
insane. 
everybody gets to jump the hoop 
and march in time. 
you just
gotta remember 
you gotta toe the line. 
every number's a hero 
and
every hero's a son. 
and every son's just a number, 
when the battles
begun.