And all the boys laid out On the veranda Proper grim scene, yeah? Tanning and sussing it out Laying on the veranda Watching my every move Quick draw shoot at the shoes Dice game I deliberately lose Partner up however you choose And the boys drew knives On the veranda Mind your fuckin' manners That's my mate you're talking to Now what are you gonna do? What an awful mess It doesn't get better than this Violence grows into bliss Now more bliss bliss bliss With the boys laid out On the veranda With their ruddy bloody laughter What a sorry lot A flower's expected to bloom On the veranda