LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeWar Child
Who will save the warchild babyWho controls the key?The web we weave is thick and sorbidFine by meAt times of war we're all losersThere's no victoryWe shoot and kill and kill your loverFine by meWarchild, victim of political pridePlant the seed, territorial greedMind the warchild, we should mind the warchildI spent last winter in New York and came upon a manHe was sleeping on the streets and homelessHe said "I fought in Vietnam"Beneath his shirt he wore his mark, he bore the markof prideA two inch deep incision, carved into his side
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