Letras
Guns go off around my head
As I fall over the fallen dead
Cordite fumes that sting my eyes
The infantry's always the first to die
Who is right, who is wrong?
Should we, can't we ban all bombs?
Who is right, who is wrong?
Should we, can't we ban all bombs?
The infantry's always the first to die
Trained to kill but never told why
No farewells in the field of goodbyes
Soldiers die and civilian cries
Who is right, who is wrong?
Should we, can't we ban all bombs?
Who is right, who is wrong?
Should we, can't we ban all bombs?
Will we be the first to try?
Can we trust them not to lie?