I've got my clipboard, textbooks
Lead me to the station, yeah
I'm off to the Civil War
I've got my kit bag, my heavy boots
I'm runnin' in the rain
Gonna run 'til my feet are raw
Chorus:
(Slip kid, slip kid) second generation
And I'm a soldier at thirteen
(Slip kid, slip kid) realization
There's no easy way to be free,
no easy way to be free
I left my doctor's prescription
bungalow behind me
I left the door ajar
I left my vacuum flask
Full of hot tea and sugar
Left the keys right in my car
Chorus:
Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
Only half way up the tree
Slip kid, slip kid, I'm a relation
I'm a soldier at sixty-three
No easy way to be free
Keep away old man, you won't fool me
You and your history won't rule me
You might have been a fighter, but admit you failed
I'm not affected by your blackmail
You won't blackmail me
I've got my clipboard, textbooks
Lead me to the station
Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
I've got my kit bag, my heavy boots
I'm running in the rain
Going to run till my feet are raw
Chorus:
Slip kid, slip kid, slip out of trouble
Slip over here and set me free
Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
You're sliding down the hill like me
No easy way to be free
No easy way to be free