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What is this? What is this mess?
What's that noise? Is this a death sentence?
Terrifying silhouettes
Rising over the motherland

Are those the fireworks?
No, it's a military quirk
Is it a mermaid singing?
No, it's a siren screaming

Is it an angel watching over us?
It's an air-fighter making a fuss
Is it a unicorn galloping down the street?
No, these are soldiers boots marching to the beat
Marching to the beat

Is it an angel watching over us?
Is it an air-fighter making a fuss?
Why is this party looking so bizarre?
A party? No, this is W.A.R

Let's get funky, let's get jazzy

Darling, did we wake up like this?
Isolatеd bodies in a boudoir of helplessnеss
A bullet is an early bird, a midnight owl
Morning greetings of a rooster are replaced
With fire in a hole, fire in a hole
My dear, do we have to go to sleep like that?
With a soothing cocktail and the hundredth cigarette
Morning greetings of a rooster are replaced
With fire in a hole