Lords in the Rubble
(sung to the tune of Paul Simon’s Boy in the Bubble)

It was a blown day
And the press was bleating
And braying on a tv news show
It was a fight night
A gathering of new widows
A psalm at the end of marriage
No choir but ready to go
These are the ways of military blunders
This is the end of it all
The way they hammered hollows in our old soul
The lives they took from us all
The way we went off to a violent invasion
The crying of the mourners who say bye
These are the days of military blunders
And don’t sigh, baby, don’t sigh
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