there s a laddered tear in my high ideals like i took a chair on the battlefield and any noble fire that was burning in my chest is acid in my belly at the very best there s a bayonet in my family things it was made in the usa to defend the king and though the sinew that thrust and all the bones it splintered are dust it s passed from hand to hand with the wedding rings oh settle down little heart of mine oh settle down youre doing double time you re so far away and she s right here by your side oh settle down little heart of mine ooh