Letra de The privateers

Don´t sell me anything
Your one time offer is so uncalled for
You call it Peace of Mind

Cause I can see your house from here
Now all the leaves have fallen dear
I can see
You´re just a little privateer
As your confession draws more near

Time and again I find I´m listless
Or rather fistless
In time
That´s what I find

So carry me to Mecca
With what you may divine
Take me with you
Take me with you don´t leave me behind

Cause I don´t want your life insurance
Home auto health flood or fire insurance
Oh just make please make this basic
inference
And speak of me in the present tense

Cause I can see your house from here
Now all the weather´s so bright and clear
I can see you´re just a little profiteer
As your confession draws more near