Standin' in the streets of El Salvador The last son of freedom won't fight no more The Viet Nam era and Khrushchev have died But the war goes on and I'm left asking why
I'm standing here at the Berlin Wall The scent of war, thanks and bombs
White Noise - White Noise White Noise - White Noise
Move me here, move me there 'Cause I'm a pawn and I don't care Use me, kill me
