War Child Lyrics - To The Faithful Departed - Cranberries

Who will save the warchild baby, 

Who controls the key? 

The web we weave is thick and sordid 

Fine by me 

At times of war, we're all the losers 

There's no victory 

We shoot to kill and kill your lover 

Fine by me 

Warchild 

Victim of political pride 

Plant the seed, territorial greed 

Mind the warchild 

We should mind the warchild 

I spent last winter in new york and came upon a man 

He was sleeping on the streets and homeless 

He said "I fought in Vietnam" 

Beneath his shirt he wore the mark, he bore the mark of pride 

A two inch deep incision carved into his side 

Warchild 

Victim of political pride 

Plant the seed, terrirtorial greed 

Mind the warchild 

We should mind the warchild 

Who's the loser now? Who's the loser now? 

We're all the losers now 

We're all the losers now 

Warchild 

Warchild. 

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