| Drive off the map into the realm of the stars | 
| Didn’t need a war, but now this one is ours | 
| Smile along until the coast is clear | 
| Like anything that you will learn to fear | 
| Let it play in the background, tune out the sound | 
| Didn’t need a war but we got one now | 
| We’ll ride the chords as they repeat for years | 
| We may be on, be on to something here | 
| The logic’s from before, now we’re inside the C4 | 
| Drifting like proper castaways | 
| Didn’t need a war but it’s here, I’d say | 
| So smile big until it’s thrown us clear | 
| We might be on, be on to something here | 
| The logic’s from before, now we’re inside the C4 | 
| And then the surprise knock on your door | 
| The surprise knock on your door | 
| The surprise knock on your door | 
| Drive off the map and take the long way round | 
| Didn’t know the score but we knew we were down | 
| It won’t be long until we grind the gears | 
| But carry on, we’re on to something here | 
| The logic’s from before, now we’re inside the C4 | 
| And then the surprise knock on your door | 
| The surprise knock on your door | 
| The surprise knock on your door | 
| Drive off the map 'til the horizon bleeds | 
| Didn’t need a war but we got one, see | 
| We had it wrong when it was all so clear | 
| We might be on, be on to something here | 
| Drifting like proper castaways | 
| Didn’t need a war but it’s here, I’d say | 
| So smile big until it’s thrown us clear | 
| We might be on, be on to something here | 
| And then the surprise knock on your door | 
| The surprise knock on your door | 
| The surprise knock on your door | 
| The surprise knock on your door |