and then the crash

[fledgist]

nerves on the edge at any thought of risk
the world we want has not been fully made
our sources are all hidden in the shade

we're solemn as a cook with an egg-whisk
the heat is not reduced with lemonade
nerves on the edge at any thought of risk

so we aren't all as young and spry and brisk
as those bright boys out there on parade
still we've survived and done without your aid
nerves on the edge at any thought of risk