Lyrics John Waite – Euroshima
Text:
Storm warning on the radio
Flags and banners
Armageddon on the late night show
And like my father before
We’ve got love on the barricades
Sweethearts who miss
Battle hymns and hit parades
Armageddon cascades
What’s my name
Jack of spades
Outside my window
Is darkness and rain
And I’m only dreaming
Til the sun shines again
Got nothing but a uniform
General issue and rules that I will warn
On my name tags are sewn
Serial number stamped across my name
My fate is decided by kangaroo court
It’s insane
Tin soldiers marching in flame
What’s my name
Jack of spades
Outside my window
Is darkness and rain
And I’m only dreaming
Until the sun shines again
There’s no phoenix rising
And the future’s stillborn
Dark shadows are dancing
Sweethearts who miss
Battle hymns and hit parades
Armageddon cascades
What’s my name
Jack of spades
Outside my window
Is darkness and rain
And I’m only dreaming
Til the sun shines again
Got nothing but a uniform
General issue and rules that I will warn
On my name tags are sewn
Serial number stamped across my name
My fate is decided by kangaroo court
It’s insane
Tin soldiers marching in flame
What’s my name
Jack of spades
Outside my window
Is darkness and rain
And I’m only dreaming
Until the sun shines again
There’s no phoenix rising
And the future’s stillborn
Dark shadows are dancing
My coat of colors is torn
In Euro…
Yeah, oh…
Supernova on the Baltic Sea
Pushbutton logic dehumanizing me
And it gets a lot like TV
We’ve got children starving in the streets
Genocide’s the fashion
And no man withstands its heat
Kings and pawns all compete
First gets the oil and the gold
Outside my window
Clouds fill my sky
And I’m only dreaming
That there’s still time to turn the tide
There’s no phoenix rising
And the future’s stillborn
Dark shadows are dancing
My coat of colors is torn
In Euroshima
Oh no
Euro
Euroshima
Oh no
Euro…
In Euro…
Yeah, oh…
Supernova on the Baltic Sea
Pushbutton logic dehumanizing me
And it gets a lot like TV
We’ve got children starving in the streets
Genocide’s the fashion
And no man withstands its heat
Kings and pawns all compete
First gets the oil and the gold
Outside my window
Clouds fill my sky
And I’m only dreaming
That there’s still time to turn the tide
There’s no phoenix rising
And the future’s stillborn
Dark shadows are dancing
My coat of colors is torn
In Euroshima
Oh no
Euro
Euroshima
Oh no
Euro…