Don´t be scared no, no
We ain´t prepared no, no
Dreamt of ventures and
Woke up to the sound of the trenches you dig in my mind

Ah, you´ve got a lot to learn

What´s a kingdom
To the man who has sold off his soul just to claim it Sirens, harletts, bohemians, Coloured haze of the street horizon

Ah, you´ve got a lot to learn
Oh, he´s got some time to burn

Don´t you know you got nothing to dread
Don´t you know you got nothing to dread
Don´t you know you got nothing dread
Though you know you got a coffin to drag

A hit and run is just no fun
Lock up your fine sons my dear
The grave of love
We´d cuddle up
Drink summer beer
And then smoke tea

She´s like the devil to the moon
She´s howling, laughing, joking like a kingsnake crawling,
And the herd and the masses,
The rings and the turkey,
The trimmings the trappings you know you´ve gotta have it all

Don´t you know you got nothing to dread
Don´t you know you got nothing to dread.
Don´t you know you got nothing to fear,
Every girl´s got a secret to wear

You know you got nothing to dread
Everyone´s got a secret to wear
You know you´ve got nothing to dread
Every girl´s got a secret to bury
To dread, to dread, to dread, to dread
To dread, to dread, to dread, to dread