Out on the back porch you stay tonight, we bring a pocket of pocket knives you want to fight me you want to fight
forgotten sense of me say ah say ah and in the backyard into the night we walk through fire my love is your flashlight they want to fight me they want to fight forgotten sense of me say ah say ah walk through the fire walk till it gets light there is no hiding to save your life youÂŽve got to try say youÂŽll mean it set your arms down