One day, maybe next week, we'll dig up the supersoaker gear
Dress up in raincoats and rubber-boots, a round of phone-calls
For some cops and some robbers, you tell them to bring their own radio-telephones
Yeah, I'll be on the blue side and you lead the red team
I love you baby but there's no sneak-peekin' on my frequency
Fill up your cannon with the muddy-muddy water there's
More in the pond and there's more in the gutter
Don't waste any time you don't wanna find yourself
Stuck behind the enemy line
And out flies a grenade oh yeah splash right on the face
Pull those civilians away, they're messin' up my bluffin-phase
Yeah I'll be on the blue side and you lead the red team
I love you baby but there's no sneak-peekin' on my frequency
And pray pray pray
For two days and two nights of rain
Ooh we wanna play play play
Is no mercy no prisoners ok?
And pray pray pray
For two days and two nights of rain
Ooh we wanna play play play
Is no mercy no prisoners ok?
And in the evening we're all casualty of war
So have another flapjack and pass me the jam
And after dinner could I maybe hold your hand
Pray pray pray...
Pray pray pray...
