Bataillons Of Strangers Songtext / Lyric

The map has gone
It`s burning in the afternoon
The smell`s so strong
No chance to waft away
Gold medaillons for the proud men in khaki

Bataillons of strangers, Bataillons of strangers

No one wants to lead the way
Be the first death of the day
Leave his family behind
It must all be in the minds of

Bataillons of strangers, Bataillons of strangers

The sound of guns has given way to children`s cries
The war has come home
The black smoke and the hordes of flies
Gold medaillons for the citizens who stand and wait

Bataillons of strangers, Batailloins of strangers

No one wants to lead the way
be the first death of the day
Leave his family behind
It must all be in the minds of

Bataillons of strangers... Bataillons of strangers

The voice of calm from Moscow to the Pentagon
Sound the alarm, and try to back the better one
Gold medaillons for the men who must negotiate

Bataillons of strangers... Bataillons of strangers
Bataillons of strangers... Bataillons of strangers