Nerve Gas
BELLA RUSSELL, NIGEL BEAHAM-POWELL
Standing here
In the ballroom as
The dancers twirling everything
To the marching drums
Lying here
In your yard alone as all the
Old war pilots have gone
And oh this little bird heart got so cracked
But they'll sleep deep tonight
Oh yeah, won't they, for sure
While we'll just be sleep walking
These dirty streets
Yah, better eject
Oh as we are, nerve gas over us
Just leave the nerve gas on
Lying here in your yard alone
As all all the paratroopers fall
And oh this little bird heart got so cracked
I want to sleep deep tonight
Oh yeah, can't we, for sure
Just let us be tonight
Yah, better eject
Oh as we are, nerve gas over us
Yah, leave the nerve gas on
So just sleep deep tonight
Oh yah, can't we, for sure
Just let us sleep tonight