Ralph McTell — Lost Boys

We're going out tonight Looking for a bit of fun There might be a fight It could be with anyone We're not scared of danger Danger's just a flirt Fear is still a stranger When you know you can't be hurt We're the ones who drive too fast Get a little high on speed Tag our names, show we existed You can cut me, I won't bleed Drugs are not the risk Take a second look It's the risk that is the drug The dare that gets you hooked We can drink till morning Doing it all night long When we go off without warning It's just the timing that is wrong Rebel, hero, coward, yob All you do is change the name To whatever suits the job It has always been the same We're the ones who flew the Spitfires Charged the trenches, walked through mines Sailed with Nelson, stood with Harold Roared at Caesar, held the lines We're the conscience of objectors Rabble listed just for drink We're the ones whose lives are over In a second, in a wink Brawlers, dreamers, scallywags Poets, spoilers making noise For all those who sleep in battlefields The Peter Pans, the true lost boys