Lirik Lagu This War - Sting
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You've got the mouth of a she wolfInside the mask of an innocent lambYou say your heart is all compassionBut there's just a flat line on your cardiogram
Yet you always made a profit babyIf it was a famine or a feast
Yes, I'm the soul of indiscretion,I was cursed with x-ray vision,I could see right through all the lies you told,When you smiled for the television
And you can see the coming battleYou pray the drums will never ceaseAnd you may win this war that's comingBut would you tolerate the peace?
Investing in munitionsAnd those little cotton flagsInvest in wooden casketsIn guns and body bags, guns and body bags
Your daddy was a businessmanAnd it always made good senseYou know the war can make you rich my friendIn dollars, pounds and cents
In the temple that was Mammon'sYou were ordained the parish priestYes you may win this coming battleBut could you tolerate the peace?
Invest in deadly weaponsAnd those little cotton flagsInvest in wooden casketsIn guns and body bagsYou're invested in oppressionInvesting in corruptionInvest in every tyrannyAnd the whole world's destruction
I imagine there's a futureWhen all the earthly wars are overYou may find yourself just standing thereOn the white cliffs of Dover
You may ask, what does it profit a manTo gain the whole world and suffer the loss of his soul?Is that your body you see on the rocks belowAs the tide begins to roll?
And you invested in this prisonFrom which you never got releasedYou may have won this war we're fightingBut would you tolerate the peace?
There's a war on our democracyA war on our dissentThere's a war inside religionAnd what Jesus might have meant
There's a war on mother natureA war upon the seasThere's a war upon the forestsOn the birds and the b
Yet you always made a profit babyIf it was a famine or a feast
Yes, I'm the soul of indiscretion,I was cursed with x-ray vision,I could see right through all the lies you told,When you smiled for the television
And you can see the coming battleYou pray the drums will never ceaseAnd you may win this war that's comingBut would you tolerate the peace?
Investing in munitionsAnd those little cotton flagsInvest in wooden casketsIn guns and body bags, guns and body bags
Your daddy was a businessmanAnd it always made good senseYou know the war can make you rich my friendIn dollars, pounds and cents
In the temple that was Mammon'sYou were ordained the parish priestYes you may win this coming battleBut could you tolerate the peace?
Invest in deadly weaponsAnd those little cotton flagsInvest in wooden casketsIn guns and body bagsYou're invested in oppressionInvesting in corruptionInvest in every tyrannyAnd the whole world's destruction
I imagine there's a futureWhen all the earthly wars are overYou may find yourself just standing thereOn the white cliffs of Dover
You may ask, what does it profit a manTo gain the whole world and suffer the loss of his soul?Is that your body you see on the rocks belowAs the tide begins to roll?
And you invested in this prisonFrom which you never got releasedYou may have won this war we're fightingBut would you tolerate the peace?
There's a war on our democracyA war on our dissentThere's a war inside religionAnd what Jesus might have meant
There's a war on mother natureA war upon the seasThere's a war upon the forestsOn the birds and the b
