Warchild (Letra)

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Who will save the warchild baby
Who controls the key?
The web we weave is thick and sordid
Fine by me
At times of war, we’re all losers
There’s no victory
We shoot and kill and kill your lover
Fine by me
Warchild, victim of political pride
Plant the seed, territorial greed
Mind the warchild, we should mind the warchild
I spent last winter in New York and came upon a man
He was sleeping on the streets and homeless
He said ‘I fought in Vietnam’
Beneath his shirt he wore his mark, he bore the mark of pride
A two inch deep incision, carved into his side
Warchild, victim of political pride
Plant the seed, terrirtorial greed

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Warchild (Letra)

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I’ll take you down to that bright city mile —
There to powder your sweet face and paint on a smile,
That will show all of the pleasures and none of the pain,
When you join my explosion
And play with my games.
Warchild dance the days, and dance the nights away.
No unconditional surrender; no armistice day —
Each night i’ll die in my contentment and lie in your grave.
While you bring me water and i give you wine —
Let me dance in your tea-cup and you shall swim in mine.
Warchild dance the days, and dance the nights away.
Open your windows and i’ll walk through your doors.
Let me live in your country — let me sleep by your shores.
Warchild dance the days, and dance the nights away.