The Cure - World War lyrics

Dressed in Berlin black, I was only playing Disguised my words to fool you from what I was saying Mud trench, meat stench, the fatherland is looking on Grip you in a luger lock, this will be the big one World war, no one would believe me No one's a winner, no one's a loser Just a dead friend Heaven, heaven, give me pride, give me a golden hand Smash them with an iron rule, spit them out like sand Sit and wait then run like hell, run like hell, one time again Sow the seeds of hate underneath destruction World war, no one would believe me No one's a winner, no one's a loser Just a dead friend