Текст песни 10,000 Maniacs - Anthem For Doomed Youth
10,000 Maniacs - Anthem For Doomed Youth слова песни
For whom do the bells toll
When sentenced to die The stuttering rifles Will stifle the cry The
monstrous anger The fear`s rapid rattle A desert inferno Kids dying
like cattle Don`t tell me We`re not prepared I`ve seen today`s marine
He`s eighteen and he`s eager He can be quite mean No mock`ries for
them No prayers or bells The demented choirs The wailing of shells The
boys holding candles On untraveled roads The fear spreads like fire As
shrapnel explodes I think it`s wrong To conscript our youth Against
their will When plenty of our citizenry Really like to kill What sign
posts will lead To armageddon`s fires What bugles will call them From
crowded grey shires The women sit quiet With death on their minds A
slow dusk descending The drawing of blinds Make the hunters all line
up It`s their idea of fun And let those be forgiven Who never owned a
gun Was it him or me Or the wailing of the dead The laughing soldiers
Cast their lots And you can cut the dread.