No Mans Land

Say good morning, same six sides
Today you’ll get your money’s worth
To revolve or revolutionise
Or put it in the paperwork
You’ve been sold a winning hand, ohh ohh ohh
Take a bow and raise your glass to no man’s land
And it all goes right to plan, ohh ohh ohh
Play another round for another chance
As simple as simple mistakes
You hang your trouble in the sky
And one boy scout gone bad — a piece of cake
And let the think tank decide
You bury your head in the sand, ohh ohh ohh
As you rise to raise your glass to no man’s land
And it all goes right to plan, ohh ohh ohh
You play another round for another chance, ohh
Call it radical
Call it criminal
Call it protocol
You bury your head in the sand, ohh ohh ohh
Take a bow and raise your glass to no man’s land
And it all went right to plan, ohh ohh ohh
And you play another round if you get another chance
Ohh ohh ohh
No man’s land
Ohh ohh ohh