Craig Herbertson - Communication Breakdown lyrics

rate me

We shot him in the morning

The youngest kid in the war

Propaganda said deserter

The soldier boys weren't sure

I had to phone somebody close to me

To talk these scenes from out of my head

When I got through to you

You had something to do

And you couldn't hear a word I said

In our communication breakdown

Somewhere on the line

Communication breakdown

I think I'm going out of my mind

War declared on America

They say our boys are fighting back

There's some talk around about a victory

But who gives a damn about that

We'll steal a couple of guns

And shoot our way through the crowd

Sink a drink and fall in bed

And make beautiful love

Until the lights go out

And the radio goes dead

In the tallest tall building

I'll meet you when they're gone

And we'll watch through broken windows

For the soldiers coming home

Don't tell them where you're going

The corpses on the street

They won't listen to your stories

But they'll see when I fall at your feet

In our communication breakdown

Somewhere on the line

Communication breakdown

Somewhere on the line

I think I'm going out of my mind

Because the soldiers ain't coming home

Because nobody's coming home