tracers in the dark
and a mortar for you & me.
another day in this dueling world.
take up history as your next class,
can't you learn!?
a dance through the forest and mountain landscapes.
a tug of war.
a chess match.
a striking beauty.
a mortar for you & me.
salsa around the gunfire do the humping grunts as they chant:
"ring a ring around the world, a pocket full of ammo. BANG! BANG! we all fall down...grunts in the meadow dodging grenades, BANG! BANG! it's time to pick up all the peices...
forget the droughts, it will be raining shells.
forget 'pop', the air raid siren will be all you'll hear.
forget your fancy new apartment, the city's will be in fucking ruins.
a mortar for us all.
"only the dead have seen the end of war"
