One day, maybe next week, we'll dig up the supersoaker gear Dress up in raincoats and rubber-boots, a round of phone-calls For some cops and some robbers, you tell them to bring their own radio-telephones Yeah, I'll be on the blue side and you lead the red team I love you baby but there's no sneak-peekin' on my frequency Fill up your cannon with the muddy-muddy water there's More in the pond and there's more in the gutter Don't waste any time you don't wanna find yourself Stuck behind the enemy line And out flies a grenade oh yeah splash right on the face Pull those civilians away, they're messin' up my bluffin-phase Yeah I'll be on the blue side and you lead the red team I love you baby but there's no sneak-peekin' on my frequency And pray pray pray For two days and two nights of rain Ooh we wanna play play play Is no mercy no prisoners ok? And pray pray pray For two days and two nights of rain Ooh we wanna play play play Is no mercy no prisoners ok? And in the evening we're all casualty of war So have another flapjack and pa** me the jam And after dinner could I maybe hold your hand Pray pray pray... Pray pray pray...