the cats are all in their cradles
War Machine (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
the cats are all in their cradles
dreaming of clear blue sky
filled with birds
filled with birds
gonna revisit the cross
yer gonna revisit the cross
my hands bleed red ink
there may have been such a thing
as an innocent bystander
perhaps not
sit around and pat each others backs
that could have been us
yeah i feel sorry for some of them fellars
what do you believe will happen
when there’s nothing left to blow up over there?
do you think the War Machine will come to a halt
but what about all those jobs?
it’s a matter of time
in the course of history
for the Victors to turn in upon themselves
agnewpickens 
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