Battalions of Strangers Songtext

von Fisher-Z

The map has gone.
It's burning in the afternoon.
The smell's so strong.
No chance to walk way.
Gold medallions for the proud men in kahki.
Those
Battalions of strangers.
Those
Battalions of strangers.

No one wants to lead the way.
Be the first death of the day.
Leave his family behind.
It must all be on the minds of
Battalions of strangers.
Battalions of strangers...
Battalions of strangers.
Battalions of strangers...

The sound of guns
Has given way to children's cries.
The war has come home.
The black smoke and the hordes of flies.
Gold medallions
For the citizens who stand and wait.
For
Battalions of strangers.
Those
Battalions of strangers...

No one wants to lead the way.
Be the first death of the day.
Leave his family behind.
It must all be in the minds of
Battalions of strangers...
Of
Battalions of strangers.
Of
Battalions of strangers.
Of
Battalions of strangers.

The voice of come from Moscow to the Pentagon.
Sound the alarm, and try to back the better one.
Gold medallions for men who must negotiate.
For those
Battalions of strangers...
For those
Battalions of strangers...
For those
Battalions of strangers...

...Out.