The map has gone It`s burning in the afternoon The smell`s so strong No chance to waft away Gold medaillons for the proud men in khaki
Bataillons of strangers, Bataillons 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
Bataillons of strangers, Bataillons 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 medaillons for the citizens who stand and wait
Bataillons of strangers, Bataillons 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
Bataillons of strangers... Bataillons of strangers
The voice of calm from Moscow to the Pentagon Sound the alarm, and try to back the better one Gold medaillons for the men who must negotiate
Bataillons of strangers... Bataillons of strangers Bataillons of strangers... Bataillons of strangers
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