It has been a few years

Can’t be wrong to look back

At the chain of events that brought us here

We begin with the weakest link

It was a blackshirt with a tag

I know not all of them are bad

But this one, straight from a fascist camp

And he knew that you had a bad back and I

Just couldn’t control myself

Or was it that I saw a chance to impress

Yes I, so brave for a second or two

Prince Valiant with his Singing Bottle from behind, loyal to those who deserve it

And the next I knew I remembered nothing at all

You said you came to see me, I still don’t know if you did, but I’ve learned not to look too closely

And what happened after that must be seen in a different light