Two Minutes's Silence Songtext
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Two Minutes's Silence Songtext
Two minutes silence for the dead
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
When the Armistice Parade comes around again
You′ll see a woman with a veil standing back behind the men
In the bonniest of black she is dressed
With a Flanders poppy pinned upon her breast
And as the broad flags they wave for the honour of the brave
You'll remember that you′ve seen her at the side of every grave
Of every soldier lad who never knew the
Last kiss he gave would touch her lips
And that she's always held their lives in her grip
Two minutes silence for the dead
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
She was there when the bayonet was made
She was there at the sharpening of every axe and blade
She's thrilled to see the arrows in the sun
She has smiled upon the forging of the guns
Her lust is for the strong, her scorn for the weak
Her laughter′s for the prayer that begs the turning of the cheek
′Cause she knows she'll always lie in
The bed of those who seek for evermore
To cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war
Two minutes silence for the dead
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
Geordie sings along the banks of the Tyne
Geordie′s got a job on a fine production line
No mention of the wounded or the dead
'Cause Geordie′s got to keep his family fed
And Geordie's tanks they roll along
Between two men both young and strong
Each man is certain the other man is wrong
And the widow maker sings them both a line of Geordie′s song
As they die with the words "Made in Britain" in their eyes
Two minutes silence for the dead
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
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The widow maker swears the system never fails
No bullet or bomb can ever go
To corrupt or undemocratic foe
But when the tracer bullets fly 'cross the wrong jungle sky
'Cause the papers have been forged and the ministers have lied
She′ll lead you to the battlefield to
See the real end-users lying there
You can ask the dead and dying if they care
Two minutes silence for the dead
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
Come all you politicians, are you blind?
Or does the sight of crippled children not affect a crippled mind?
Is it easy not to see that people die?
With the widow maker′s hands across your eyes
And as the soldier laddies stand to the anthem of their lands
Waiting for their orders with their rifles in their hands
She smiles even colder as she whispers her command in their ear
And the rustle of the money's all you hear
Two minutes silence for the dead
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
When the Armistice Parade comes around again
You′ll see a woman with a veil standing back behind the men
In the bonniest of black she is dressed
With a Flanders poppy pinned upon her breast
And as the broad flags they wave for the honour of the brave
You'll remember that you′ve seen her at the side of every grave
Of every soldier lad who never knew the
Last kiss he gave would touch her lips
And that she's always held their lives in her grip
Two minutes silence for the dead
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
She was there when the bayonet was made
She was there at the sharpening of every axe and blade
She's thrilled to see the arrows in the sun
She has smiled upon the forging of the guns
Her lust is for the strong, her scorn for the weak
Her laughter′s for the prayer that begs the turning of the cheek
′Cause she knows she'll always lie in
The bed of those who seek for evermore
To cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war
Two minutes silence for the dead
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
Geordie sings along the banks of the Tyne
Geordie′s got a job on a fine production line
No mention of the wounded or the dead
'Cause Geordie′s got to keep his family fed
And Geordie's tanks they roll along
Between two men both young and strong
Each man is certain the other man is wrong
And the widow maker sings them both a line of Geordie′s song
As they die with the words "Made in Britain" in their eyes
Two minutes silence for the dead
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
End-user certificates for sale
The widow maker swears the system never fails
No bullet or bomb can ever go
To corrupt or undemocratic foe
But when the tracer bullets fly 'cross the wrong jungle sky
'Cause the papers have been forged and the ministers have lied
She′ll lead you to the battlefield to
See the real end-users lying there
You can ask the dead and dying if they care
Two minutes silence for the dead
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
Come all you politicians, are you blind?
Or does the sight of crippled children not affect a crippled mind?
Is it easy not to see that people die?
With the widow maker′s hands across your eyes
And as the soldier laddies stand to the anthem of their lands
Waiting for their orders with their rifles in their hands
She smiles even colder as she whispers her command in their ear
And the rustle of the money's all you hear
Two minutes silence for the dead
Two minutes more for the dying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
Till the widow maker hears the children crying
But no silence at all for those still to fall
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