Children of the Revolution

Children of the revolution coming out to play Bombers ripped the night apart and blew the school away Some live on the south side and they overlook the water Some live on the north side and they're looking at the border And those children of the revolution see the soldiers come Smiling at the widows as they take away the sons Children of the revolution shot down with a brand new gun They're dropping down like flies and in their eyes The images of war are in their eyes They've seen it all before and know your lies Won't keep their bellies full In love and war there are no rules Children of the revolution getting off the boat To face the ignorance and prejudice that keep this land afloat Children of the revolution make a brand new start Running through the rubble of a thousand broken hearts and in their eyes All promises are broken in their eyes The words that can't be spoken and your lies Don't keep their bellies full In love and war there are no rules But in their eyes Murder comes by sea and from the skies It's shiny and it's quick to take their lives And if it's cruel, in love and war there are no rules Children of the revolution coming out to play Someone sells a gun and someone blows them all away Children of the revolution sold out by the banks Who swap the green upon the dollars for the green upon the tanks Children of the revolution shot down by a brand new gun Shot down by a brand new gun Shot down by a brand new gun Shot down by a brand new gun --- Children of the Revolution - Kirsty MacColl