I always loved cruel women And you loved cruel men So it didn't seem like we were made for each other In the days back then Still everything seemed right according to its laws Now I'm just another idiot On a boat called sticky paws I may be old, I may be cheap But I still have steel-blue eyes That feature has not always helped me Under doomy skies Bombs away The happy ones Peace on earth And the doors And every time I pass St Vincent I can hear the sisters call The flag I sail under must be blank Until all empires fall Won't you visit me some time I think we should meet again According to our laws on a boat called sticky paws I may be old, I may be cheap But I still have steel-blue eyes That feature has not always helped me Under doomy skies Till misconception has proven wrong My sweet and strange companion Like any other unread book I offer you your vengeance Bombs away (peace on earth, and the doors) Bombs away Bombs away The dear happy ones are near Bombs away / bombs away / the happy ones / peace on earth / and the doors Bombs away / the happy ones / peace on earth / and the doors Bombs away (My dear) the happy ones (are near) Peace on earth (and on the moon) And the doors (are closing soon)