Armistice Day, The day the guns stopped, You slept while you could, Until suddenly POP! They started fighting again, Of what I remember, It was all just silly, Legalised murder. We didn't shoot to kill, Just aimed for the legs, Killing people you don't know, It doesn't make sense. Now the wars ended, You're back in home country, Laughing with your family, All sweet and snuggly. But what about all the people they killed, Lying six feet under, All rotten and chilled.
Mi piace
Commento
Condividi
