I can't talk to you once I've had a few, it's a shame I can't talk to you once I've had a few, it's a shame A free ride on a guilt trip She makes out like it's the fall of Rome Nobody likes a martyr love, so leave it Martin Luther I can see your dream's gone stale so I'm going home Because I don't wanna die in the same hole I was born And I don't wanna live if it's all been done before And I don't wanna get married in the same church as you all And I can't sleep in this bed with you any more Because I don't talk to you once I've had a few, it's a shame I can't talk to you once I've had a few, it's a shame Now the peace talks have reached a deadlock A unilateralist would walk away Well you might have my body, but my mind's not yours for keepin We can talk till we're blue, we've nothing left to say Except I don't wanna die in the same hole I was born And I don't wanna live if it's all been done before And I don't wanna get married in the same church as you all And I can't sleep in this bed with you any more And I don't wanna die in the same hole I was born (There's no soap in a dirty war) And I don't wanna live if it's all been done before (There's no soap in a dirty war) And I don't wanna get married in the same church as you all (There's no soap in a dirty war) And I can't sleep in this bed with you any more