(Steve Katz/Dick Halligan)
|
|
While the king and queen lie sleeping
|
And their daughters smile so nice.
|
Brothers wait through windows
|
And the peasants die for rice.
|
And here I'm standing naked
|
Laughing madly at the sun.
|
Though I wanted to sleep late today
|
The Battle's just begun.
|
|
Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom
|
The father in all his grace
|
The servant's sons are washed in blood
|
And the man has run his race
|
|
A moving target looms behind the street where soldiers stood
|
Siren screams out desperately
|
Like only humans could
|
And standing on my balcony
|
I watch the battle run
|
Yes the war is never over
|
But the day is never done
|
|
Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom,
|
the father in all his grace,
|
The servant's sons are washed in blood
|
And the man has run his race.
|
|
Six-white horses like the wind are running,
|
Five are far behind
|
The captain lost his daughter,
|
The sergeant lost his mind.
|
The soldiers they still scream for riches
|
Even though they swore
|
That sons and daughters wouldn't live
|
Unless we won the war.
|
|
Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom,
|
the father in all his grace,
|
The servant's sons are washed in blood
|
And the man has run his race.
|
|
-----------------
|
The Battle
|
| Blood, Sweat & Tears |
