Two Fingers - War Child

I’ll see you at the weighing-in, When your life’s sum-total’s made And you set your wealth in godly deeds Against the sins you’ve laid. And you place your final burden On your hard-pressed next of kin: Send the chamber-pot back down the line To be filled up again. And the hard-headed miracle worker Who bathes […]

The Third Hoorah - War Child

Hoorah! Warchild, dance the days and nights away — Sweet child, how do you do today? When your back’s to the wall, And your luck is your all, Then side with whoever you may. Seek that which within lies waiting to begin The fight of your life that is everyday. Dance with the warchild — […]

Only Solitaire - War Child

Brain-storming habit-forming battle-warning weary Winsome actor spewing spineless chilling lines — The critics falling over to tell themselves he’s boring And really not an awful lot of fun. Well who the hell can he be when he’s never had v.d., And he doesn’t even sit on toilet seats? Court-jesting, never-resting — he must be very […]

Bungle In The Jungle - War Child

Walking through forests of palm tree apartments — Scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents Down by the waterhole — drunk every friday — Eating their nuts — saving their raisins for sunday. Lions and tigers who wait in the shadows — They’re fast but they’re lazy, and sleep in green meadows. […]

Skating Away On The Thin Ice Of The New Day - War Child

Meanwhile back in the year one — when you belonged to no-one — You didn’t stand a chance son, if your pants were undone. `cause you were bred for humanity and sold to society — One day you’ll wake up in the present day — A million generations removed from expectations Of being who you […]

Sealion - War Child

Over the mountains, and under the sky — Riding dirty gray horses, go you and i. Mating with chance, copulating with mirth — The sad-glad paymasters (for what it’s worth). The ice-cream castles are refrigerated; The super-marketeers are on parade. There’s a golden handshake hanging round your neck, As you light your cigarette on the […]

Back-door Angels - War Child

In and out of the front door, ran twelve back-door angels. Their hair was a golden-brown — They didn’t see me wink my eye. `tis said they put we men to sleep with just a whisper, And touch the heads of dying dogs — and make them linger. They carry their candles high — and […]

Ladies - War Child

Ladies of leisure, with their eyes on the back roads — All looking for strangers, to whom they extend welcomes With a smile and a glimpse of pink knees and elbows; Of satin and velvet — good ladies, good fortune. Ladies. They sing of their heroes: of solitary soldiers Invested in good health and manner […]

Queen And Country - War Child

The wind is on the river and the tide has turned too late, So we’re sailing for another shore where some other ladies wait. To throw us silken whispers: catch us by the anchor chains — But we all laugh so politely and we sail on just the same. For queen and country in the […]

Warchild - War Child

I’ll take you down to that bright city mile — There to powder your sweet face and paint on a smile, That will show all of the pleasures and none of the pain, When you join my explosion And play with my games. Warchild dance the days, and dance the nights away. No unconditional surrender; […]