Battalions Of Strangers Lyrics - Fischer-z

The map has gone 

It's burning in the afternoon 

The smell's so strong 

No chance to walk away 

Gold medallions for the proud men in khaki 

Those battalions of strangers 

No one wants to lead the way 

Be the first death of the day 

Leave his family behind 

It must all be in the minds of battalions of strangers 

The sound of guns has given way to children's cries 

The war has come home 

The black smoke and the hordes of flies 

Gold medallions for the citizens who stand and wait 

Those battalions of strangers 

No one wants to lead the way 

Be the first death of the day 

Leave his family behind 

It must all be in the minds of battalions of strangers 

The voice of calm from Moscow to the Pentagon 

Sound the alarm, and try to back the better one 

Gold medallions for the men who must negotiate 

For those battalions of strangers