No Man's Land lyrics

Say good morning, same sick signs Today you'll get your money's worth To revolve or revolutionise Or put it in the paperwork You've been sold to any member Take a bow and raise your glass to no man's land And it all goes right to plan Play another round for another chance As simple as simple mistakes You hang your trouble in the sky And one boy scout gone bad A piece of cake And let the think tank decide You bury your head in the sand As you rise to raise your glass to no man's land And it all goes right to plan You play another round for another chance You bury your head in the sand Take a bow and raise your glass to no man's land And it all went right to plan And you play another round if you get another chance No man's land