• Artist: Paul Clarke
  • Title: Body Bags
  • Genre: Rock - Hard Rock/Classic, Rock - Vintage Rock/Pop
  • Mood: Laid Back/Groovy
  • Speed: Medium Slow (63-78)
  • Instruments: Acoustic Piano, Real Drums/Drum Kit, Electric Guitar (Clean, Overdriven), All Other, Bass
  • Track type: Lyric - Full Length
  • Date added: 1/9/2013
  • Lyric themes: Morality Tale, Sadness Depression, War, War, Despair Misery
  • Lyrics: Body Bags Oh God they want us to kill the man Oh God they want us to kill the boy Oh God they want us to kill the girls/world I see you on the runway staring in the sky Black clouds and moonlight the Air Force passing by A double tour of duty in a foreign land His father was a soldier and he’s your fighting man He’ll be coming home soon they called you on the phone Duffle bags and dog tags to keep when you’re alone What’s the ancient lesson we won’t learn Out of sight in the dead of night body bags return. Body bags on airstrips heading overseas Lying on the runways empty in the breeze Planes leave behind a cloud of oil dust vapors in the sky Take you to a foreign land and carry you home when you die. I remember body bags and I remember dog tags. A kinder gentler nation goes to war. A thousand points of light aimed at your door. The man who stole the presidency is lying more and more Not sorry for the things he does the world is now at war Black clouds blot the sunlight oil slick oceans foam. Out of sight in the dead of night body bags come home. I remember body bags and I remember dog tags. A kinder gentler nation goes to war. A thousand points of light aimed at your door. I remember body bags and I remember dog tags. A kinder gentler nation goes to war. A thousand points of light aimed at your door. 3,000 body bags laid at your door. 10,000 body bags and counting more. © paul clarke 2007
  • Keywords: retro, rock, Attitude, Bass, Guitar, Kitsch, Lo-Fi, Motown
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