War Without Blood

Lyrics

Half the time is pantomime Half the time it's only make believe Heaven knows, heaven only knows It's anemic as hell with it's soft sickle cell But still the moving target's hit We stop them in their tracks With modern artefacts Until the gutter turns to mud The show goes down a bomb With modern artefacts After death occurs, the show must go on And off and on, And over time The three days week, the monthly board Roll by to fill the greater mas cavities hold our teeth Apart it's too much to take in, it's too much to take in It's too much to take in But still the moving target's hit We stop them in their tracks With modern artefacts Until the gutter turns to mud The show goes down a bomb With modern artefacts Until we learn to loose the game We'll always play the game But still the moving target's hit We stop them in their tracks With modern artefacts Until the gutter turns to mud The show goes down a bomb With modern artefacts