No Soap (In A Dirty War) (Reverend and the Makers)

I can't talk to you until I've had a few, it's a shame I can't talk to you until I've had a few, it's a shame A free ride on a guilt trip She makes out like it's the fall of Rome Nobody likes a martyr love, so leave it Martin Luther I can see your dream's gone stale so I'm going home Because I don't wanna die in the same hole I was born And I don't wanna live if it's all been done before And I don't wanna get married in the same church as you all And I can't sleep in this bed with you any more Because I don't talk to you until I've had a few, it's a shame I can't talk to you until I've had a few, it's a shame Now the peace talks have reached a deadlock you are a laughter (?) and walk away Lyrics Song Words Well you might have my body, but my mind's not yours for keepin We can talk till we're blue, we've nothing left to say Except I don't wanna die in the same hole I was born And I don't wanna live if it's all been done before And I don't wanna get married in the same church as you all And I can't sleep in this bed with you any more And I don't wanna die in the same hole I was born (There's no soap in a dirty war) And I don't wanna live if it's all been done before (There's no soap in a dirty war) And I don't wanna get married in the same church as you all (There's no soap in a dirty war) And I can't sleep in this bed with you any more