Jethro Tull - Warchild - Текст песни

I'll take you down to that bright city mile -
There to powder your sweet face and paint on a smile
That will show all of the pleasures and none of the pain
When you join my explosion and play with my games.

WarChild! Dance the days, and dance the nights away.
WarChild! Dance the days, and dance the nights away.

No unconditional surrender: no armistice day -
Each night I'll die in my contentment and lie in your grave
While you bring me water and I give you wine -
Let me dance in your teacup and you shall swim in mine.

WarChild! Dance the days, and dance the nights away.

Open your windows and I'll walk through your doors.
Let me live in your country - let me sleep by your shores.

WarChild! Dance the days, and dance the nights away.
WarChild! Dance the days, and dance the nights away.
WarChild! Dance the days, and dance the nights away.
WarChild! Dance the days, and dance the nights away.