Listen to the chapters moan and
watch as drones drop bombs
on family homes,the
bible bones.
All is well in the land of Nod
those East of Eden don't give a sod anyway,
it's like 'play for today'
it'll be over soon.
The moon will rise,the skies will clear but
never fear
another chapter will soon begin.
But,
who will win this war,what war?
I never voted for a war.
In chapter four where Adam's just thrown away
the apple core and pretending that
a hard on in the garden is
not a sin,
Eve asks,
'what war,
what am I tending flowers for
will I provide the roses for the ones who die
anonymously?'
We,
the undersigned are all resigned to,
fighting 'til the fighting's through.
You
can add your name at the end of chapter two.
Until then we'll hear
the moaning,droning,bombs homing in,
the losers who win and the winners who lose,
while we sit and choose which
channel to watch,
which programme to see
while eating our cake and
drinking our tea.
Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 5:54 AM UTC
Listen to the chapters moan and
watch as drones drop bombs
on family homes,the
bible bones.
All is well in the land of Nod
those East of Eden don't give a sod anyway,
it's like 'play for today'
it'll be over soon.
The moon will rise,the skies will clear but
never fear
another chapter will soon begin.
But,
who will win this war,what war?
I never voted for a war.
In chapter four where Adam's just thrown away
the apple core and pretending that
a hard on in the garden is
not a sin,
Eve asks,
'what war,
what am I tending flowers for
will I provide the roses for the ones who die
anonymously?'
We,
the undersigned are all resigned to,
fighting 'til the fighting's through.
You
can add your name at the end of chapter two.
Until then we'll hear
the moaning,droning,bombs homing in,
the losers who win and the winners who lose,
while we sit and choose which
channel to watch,
which programme to see
while eating our cake and
drinking our tea.
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