Текст песни Cranberries - Warchild, слова песни Cranberries

Текст песни Cranberries - Warchild

Cranberries - Warchild слова песни

Who will save the warchild babyWho controls the key? The web we weave is thick and sordidFine by meAt times of war, were all losersTheres 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 vietnamBeneath his shirt he wore his mark, he bore the mark of prideA two inch deep incision, carved into his sideWarchild, victim of political pridePlant the seed, terrirtorial greed

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