Doug McKean - Stiff Flag Lyrics

Bull Robertson was everybody's friend
A kind word on his lips and a tray full of whiskey in his hand
No distance too far for anyone he knew
He lived in the bars and they handed him his life too soon

Just like one and one is two
Just like two and two is three
I'm less than the sum of my parts ever since you left me

You might look for an answer
You might look for a friend
Answers and friends are blowing in the wind
High above this stiff flag

Shine a light and most everything scatters
Something's not right, something's the matter
I'm hearing burglar alarms, I got my cat clothes on
I'm fearing bodily harm, I'm awake past the dawn

Just like two and two's twenty-two
Four and four's forty-four
I'm picking up the pieces and I'm heading for the door

You might look for an answer
You might look for a friend
Answers and friends are blowing in the wind
High above this stiff flag

Just like one and two is three
Just like three and four is five
No one can tell you what comes next
No one makes it out alive