Lyrics: Tellison. Contact! Contact!. Tender Is The Night.

The Divers were sick of the summer, the summer was locked in the shed, the hospital wards and the fortified floors, and the Doctor was tied to his bed. Who are you at war with? Who are you at war with? Who are you at war with now? The old man was out for the doctors, the doctors were out for themselves, the patients and staff had a fight in the bath, and the Fire Brigade, oh the Fire Brigade. Who are you at war with? Who are you at war with? Who are you at war with now?