The War Song (Ultimate Dance Mix)

1991-01-012:09 minParoles synchronisées

« The War Song (Ultimate Dance Mix) » est une chanson de Culture Club, 1991, Pop. La chanson dure 2:09, 44 lines / 184 words.

Paroles

0:00War war is stupid

0:02And people are stupid

0:04And love means nothing

0:06In some strange quarters

0:33War war is stupid

0:35And people are stupid

0:37And love means nothing

0:39In some strange quarters

0:41War war is stupid

0:43And people are stupid

0:45And I heard them banging

0:47On hearts and fingers

0:57People fill the world

1:00With narrow confidence

1:01Like a child at birth

1:04A man with no defense

1:05Whats mine is my own

1:08I wont give it to you

1:10No matter what you say

1:12No matter what you do

1:14Now were fighting

1:14In our hearts

1:16Fighting in the street

1:18Wont somebody help me

1:22War war is stupid

1:24And people are stupid

1:26And love means nothing

1:28In some strange quarters

1:30War war is stupid

1:32And people are stupid

1:34And I heard them banging

1:36On hearts and fingers

1:49Man is far behind

1:51In the search for something new

1:52Like a philistine

1:55Were burning witches too

1:57This world of fate

1:59Must be designed for you

2:01It matters what you say

2:03It matters what you do

2:05Now were fighting

2:06In our hearts

2:07Fighting in the street

2:09Wont somebody help me

War war is stupid
And people are stupid
And love means nothing
In some strange quarters
War war is stupid
And people are stupid
And love means nothing
In some strange quarters
War war is stupid
And people are stupid
And I heard them banging
On hearts and fingers
People fill the world
With narrow confidence
Like a child at birth
A man with no defense
Whats mine is my own
I wont give it to you
No matter what you say
No matter what you do
Now were fighting
In our hearts
Fighting in the street
Wont somebody help me
War war is stupid
And people are stupid
And love means nothing
In some strange quarters
War war is stupid
And people are stupid
And I heard them banging
On hearts and fingers
Man is far behind
In the search for something new
Like a philistine
Were burning witches too
This world of fate
Must be designed for you
It matters what you say
It matters what you do
Now were fighting
In our hearts
Fighting in the street
Wont somebody help me

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