Here Comes the War
(Sullivan/Heaton/Nelson)
Today, as you listen to this song, another 394,000 children were born into this world . . . .
they break like waves of hunger and desire upon these eroded shores . . . .
carrying the curses of history and a history yet unwritten . . . .
the oil burns in thick black columns, the buzz saws echo through the forest floor . . . .
they shout give us our fair share, give us justice . . . .
. . . . here comes the war
On a grey morning to the south of here two young men in makeshift uniforms peer into the misty light . . . .
and figures dart behind the trees as a snap of rifle rounds echoes out across the fields . . . .
well they hardly know their sacred mother tongue . . . .
but they know their duty to defend the flag hanging limp and bloody above the village church . . . .
while a thousand miles away in a warehouse complex down by the river . . . .
young money men play paintball games . . . .
. . . . here comes the war
Put out the lights on the age of reason . . . .
Blow out the candle and tell us another of those great stories . . . .
the ones about serial killers . . . . let dreams flow into savage times . . . .
do you hear the sirens scream across the city, we've had three hot nights in succession . . . .
the riot season is here again . . . .
dear lord lead us back into the valley of the shadow of death . . . .
. . . . here comes the war
Did you think we were born in peaceful times ? . . .
Faster, faster . . . . like a whirling dervish spinning round. . . .
faster, faster . . . . till the centre cannot hold. . . . faster, faster. . . .
You screamed give us liberty or give us death
Now you've got both, what do you want next ? . . . .
. . . . here comes the war
Put out the lights on the age of reason.