As we danced came the news that the war was not won Five armies were coming, with carrige and gun Through the heart of the camp swept the news from the front A cloud crossed the moon, A child cried for food We knew the war could not be won
Joe Strummer : - Si vous êtes comme moi vous n'aimez pas les chansons d'amour surtout passives-agressives comme celle-ci, vous pouvez toujours en profiter pour aller aux toilettes.