The War Song

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Culture Club - The War Song

War
War is stupid and people are stupid

And love means nothing in some strange quarters.
War
War is stupid and people are stupid

And I heard the banging of hearts and fingers: war!
People fill the world with narrow confidence
Like a child at birth
man with no defence.
What's mine's my own
I won't give it to you

No matter what you say
No matter what you do.

Now we're fighting in our hearts

Fighting in the street
Won't somebody help me?
War
War is stupid and people are stupid
. . .
Источник [bad word] 

Man is far behind in the search for something new
Like a philistine we are burning witches too.
This world of fate must be decined for you
In matters what you say
In matters what you do.
Now we're fighting in our hearts
. . .
War
War
War
War
War
War
War
. . .

After the bird has flown he walked ten thousand miles back home.
You can't do that to me - no
You can't do that to me.
You can't do that to me - no
You can't do that to me.
-War-War-
In this heart of mine I'll find a place for you