I found a black beret on the street today It was lying in the gutter all torn There's a white flag flying on a tall building But the kids just watch the storm
Their dirty faces pressed on the windows Shattered glass before their eyes There's a mad dog barking in a burned out subway Where the sniper sleeps at night
No birthday songs to sing again Just bricks and stones to a thousand kisses Wrap them up in your father's flags And let them cry to Heaven
There are many graves by a cold lake As the beds were when your babies are born And your rag doll sits with a permanent grin But the kids just watch the storm
I saw a black cat tease a white mouse Until he killed it with his claws Seems a lot of countries do the same thing Before they go to war
No birthday songs to sing again Just bricks and stones to a thousand kisses Wrap them up in your father's flags And let them cry to Heaven
No birthday songs to sing again Just bricks and stones to a thousand wishes Wrap them up and you know on Christmas And let them cry to Heaven
No birthday songs to sing again Just bricks and stones to a thousand kisses Wrap them up in your father's flags And let them cry to Heaven
No birthday songs to sing again Just bricks and stones to a thousand wishes Wrap them up and you know on Christmas And let them cry to Heaven
Ohh, no birthday songs to sing again Just bricks and stones to a thousand kisses Ohh, wrap them up in your father's flags And let them cry to Heaven
Let them cry to Heaven Let them cry to Heaven Let them cry to Heaven
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