Date: Thu, 29 Jan 1998 09:08:14 +0100
From: Tilman Heckel
Subject: Re: CRD: f/fischer_z/battalions_of_strangers
Battalions Of Strangers (Fischer Z)
Album: Red Skies Over Paradise
Am F Em Am (repeat)
The map has [Am]gone
[F]It's [Em]burning in the [Am]afternoon
The smell's so [Am]strong[F]
No [Em]chance to waft a[Am]way[F][Em]
Gold me[Am]dallions [F]for the [Em]proud men in kha[Am]ki[F][Em]
Bat[Am]talions of strangers[F][Em]
Bat[Am]talions of strangers[F][Em]
[Dm]No one wants to lead the [E]way
[Dm]Be the first death of the [E]day
[Dm]Leave his family beh[E]ind
[Dm]It must all be in the [E]minds of
Bat[Am]talions of strangers .[F]..[Em]
Bat[Am]talions of strangers .[F]..[Em]
Bat[Am]talions of strangers .[F]..[Em]
Bat[Am]talions of strangers .[F]..[Em]
The sound of guns has given way to childrens cries
The war has come home
The black smoke and the hordes of flies
Gold medallions for the citizens who stand and wait
Battalions of strangers
Battalions of strangers
No one wants to lead the way...
The voice of calm from Moscow to the Pentagon
Sound the alarm and try to back the better one
Gold medallions for the men who must negotiate
Battalions of strangers
Battalions of strangers
Battalions of strangers
Battalions of strangers
... Out.
[--]Transcript by Tilman Heckel
From: Tilman Heckel
Subject: Re: CRD: f/fischer_z/battalions_of_strangers
Battalions Of Strangers (Fischer Z)
Album: Red Skies Over Paradise
Am F Em Am (repeat)
The map has [Am]gone
[F]It's [Em]burning in the [Am]afternoon
The smell's so [Am]strong[F]
No [Em]chance to waft a[Am]way[F][Em]
Gold me[Am]dallions [F]for the [Em]proud men in kha[Am]ki[F][Em]
Bat[Am]talions of strangers[F][Em]
Bat[Am]talions of strangers[F][Em]
[Dm]No one wants to lead the [E]way
[Dm]Be the first death of the [E]day
[Dm]Leave his family beh[E]ind
[Dm]It must all be in the [E]minds of
Bat[Am]talions of strangers .[F]..[Em]
Bat[Am]talions of strangers .[F]..[Em]
Bat[Am]talions of strangers .[F]..[Em]
Bat[Am]talions of strangers .[F]..[Em]
The sound of guns has given way to childrens cries
The war has come home
The black smoke and the hordes of flies
Gold medallions for the citizens who stand and wait
Battalions of strangers
Battalions of strangers
No one wants to lead the way...
The voice of calm from Moscow to the Pentagon
Sound the alarm and try to back the better one
Gold medallions for the men who must negotiate
Battalions of strangers
Battalions of strangers
Battalions of strangers
Battalions of strangers
... Out.
[--]Transcript by Tilman Heckel