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Thread #51480   Message #784661
Posted By: McGrath of Harlow
15-Sep-02 - 06:35 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: Makin' Weapons
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Making War
Les Barker is a whole lot more than just the funniest performer I've ever see.

Eminently succinct. The title reminded me of a more wordy one I wrote a few years back, when Clinton was using this kind of thing to take people's minds off blow by blow accounts of life in the White House.

Making War

There are scandals daily breaking, and the press is on his tail,
and they say that he is finished, he belongs inside a jail,
but there's still one last solution, like so many times before -
it could bring him absolution - and they call it "Making War"
Making war, Making War - no, they don't play the bugle any more
Just a bunch of turkey shooters playing a game with their computers
they can tell you what they mean by Making War,
they can tell you what they mean by Making War.

When there's a cock-up in the White House, and the piper must be paid,
well it won't be Good Old Bill who pays to make those headlines fade.
Just you wait and see the pictures as the bombers fly once more,
count the bodies in the bunkers, when it's time for Making War.
Making war, Making War - no, they don't play the bugle any more
Just a bunch of turkey shooters playing a game with their computers
they can tell you what they mean by Making War,
they can tell you what they mean by Making War.

Do you see that sad dictator, with his country broke and bust,
and his throne is feeling shaky, seems there's no one he can trust.
Then help comes falling from the sky, saved by the bombs once more -
for the cry is "No Surrender" when your country's Making War...
Making war, Making War - no, they don't play the bugle any more
Just a bunch of turkey shooters playing a game with their computers
they can tell you what they mean by Making War,
they can tell you what they mean by Making War.

But we all know who pays the price, and it isn't you or me,
and it isn't Good Old Billy, with his pants back round his knees,
and it's not that sad dictator - he's a patriot once more -
it's those dead forgotten zeroes, in that soon forgotten war.
Making war, Making War - no, they don't play the bugle any more
Just a bunch of turkey shooters playing a game with their computers
they can tell you what they mean by Making War,
they can tell you what they mean by Making War.

But out in the city park,
they're burning bodies in the dark.
And in the shelters that we shattered
the dying dead are gathered.
In the dark they lie there screaming
- and who dares to sleep for dreaming -
they can tell you what is meant by making war,
they can tell you what is meant by making war.