Текст песни: The Undertaker and the Hippie Protest Singer + перевод

Peace keeping forces

Try keeping the peace

Handcuffed to porches

Of buildings

And trees

The irony of war

Re invents the wheel

To live by the sword

And to die in a human shield

Jet fighters are flying over our heads

A baby is crying his father is dead

I wish we were far, far away

From this dump

We’d go to a bar

And get falling down drunk

People build fences

To keep out their fears

It’s happened for centuries

Which is hundreds of years

Jet fighters are flying up over our heads

A baby is crying his father is dead

The irony of war re invents the wheel

And it’s good for nothing

But the undertaker

And the hippy protest singer

This is a hippy protest song

Everybody singalong

Together we can ban the bomb

Where have all the flowers gone?

To funerals in cemeteries

And unknown soldiers' families

Who’ll never really rest in peace

They can’t cremate their memories

Or bury six feet under earth

Delivered in a shining hearse

There’s always hope and that’s the curse

The need to see the body first

Drained of life and breath and blood

Two minutes silence for the death of love

This is a hippy protest song, singalong

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