Bombers [Original Version]
Look out I hear the scream
Of sirens on the wall
I see a policeman crying in the
Back seat of a dying Ford
Hotel waiters leave the bedrooms of stars
Who are far too old
And no-one ever told me that
I could be so cold
Bombers fly to zero feet, feet
Bombers fly to zero
I see an old man knocked to the
Ground and beaten by the vicar's wife
And no-one stops to help they're far too
Busy trying to save their own lives
A tiny girl screams for mother and
Wanders out into the street
I saw her go down underneath
A thousand people's running feet
Bombers fly to zero feet bombers fly to zero
All the junkies pulling needles from their
Arms hope it lasts the night
All the soldiers curse the day they joined
The army and prepare to fight
In silent bars, in silent
Rooms, in silent cars
You hide where you can
And me I know just where you are, you see
I'm a bomber man
Bombers fly to zero feet bombers fly to zero
Bombers fly to zero feet bombers fly to zero