War Child

<br>Who will save the war child baby? <br>Who controls the key? <br>The web we weave is thick and sordid, <br>Fine by me. <br><br>At times of war we`re all the losers, <br>There`s no victory. <br>We shoot to kill and kill your lover, <br>Fine by me. <br><br>War child, victim of political pride. <br>Plant the seed, territorial greed. <br>Mind the war child, <br>We should mind the war child. <br><br>I spent last winter in New York, <br>And came upon a man. <br>He was sleeping on the streets and homeless, <br>He said, "I fought in Vietnam." <br><br>Beneath his shirt he wore the mark, <br>He bore the mark with pride. <br>A two inch deep incision carved, <br>Into his side. <br><br>War child, victim of political pride. <br>Plant the seed, territorial greed. <br>Mind the war child, <br>We should mind the war child. <br><br>Who`s the loser now? Who`s the loser now? <br>We`re all the losers now. We`re all the losers now. <br><br>War child. X2