Give Up!

We've got nothing more,

from selling our clothes to the corner store.

And our bags are locked,

so we can leave tonight for the war.

Oh, I've got a nervous tick,

and seeing them go got me feeling sick.

Well it's do or die, no taking sides anymore.

And we're not the least afraid of the coming storm.

Cause we've got the sound and sunshine to keep us warm.

So give up, give up, give up what you're after.

The day is gone and you've wasted all your time.

(Give up, give up, give up)