It was a day or so ago
I saw him run into the night
And on his face, more than a trace
Of wild fear in the eye
He was haunted by a tragic dream
Of people in death machines
And he did not know which side he was on
And he hated being in between oh
Chorus:
Bombs away, bombs away
Sign of the times — watch where you’re going
What will you do — see you if i free you
Into the night — feel the fear
Do you know your left from your right?
He’s tired of the lies
He’s tired of the truth
They never give him what they say
He’s tired of the fight
He’s tired of the truce
The blackmail of judgement day
He believes in a magic wave
That rolls on the sea of time
That can touch every single human soul
If they could recognize it when it came — too late
Chorus
Ye hum oh ye hum we mame, bathini? ngingenzani?
(what do they say? what can i do?)
Into the night — feel the fear
It’s so near — look over your shoulder
Turn to the left — turn to the right
At any time it can appear
The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his officers stink
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
The President looks in the mirror and speaks
His shirts are clean but his country reeks
Unpaid bills
In Afghanistan hills
Bombs away
But we’re OK
Bombs away
In old Bombay
The general only wants to teach France to dance
His army life doesn’t give him any romance
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his company stinks
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
Bombs away
But we’re OK
Bombs away
In old Bombay