Thanks for coming out
on my birthday,
but please listen up,
I've got something to say.

I've joined the Red Cross,
I'm gonna get lost
in some bloody war in Africa,
I leave this month on the 23rd.

I'm leaving behind
everything fine,
unreal, contrived,
so I can find out
what's really mine.

I've joined the Red Cross,
I'm gonna get lost
in some bloody war in Africa,
where machetes gangs roam the streets,
I leave next week on the 23rd.