Violence

You head home

If you like

I'll stay here

Check if he's alright

He's got his head screwed on

And he's still going strong

As he cracks a smile

and he tries to tell me what went wrong...Silence sweeps us off our feet

The violence, oh, the violenceIt takes two

To get bruised

But looking at that shiner I would say

There were a good few

And his friends have "flew"

'Cause they were bugaloo

Red and blueAnd tell El to wait

Until we get him home again

And let's get you right

And we'll soothe your wounds

Once we get you home again

Let's make this right