Legendary Pink Dots (The)
Tower Four
The night was warmThe gelignite was hotThe plot was thickAnd Jenny's being sick in the bathroomShe's six months goneAnd will it have a chanceOr simply wither in the womb?The room was thick with smokePhotographs of martyrs across the wallThere's brother John shot down at the cenotaph (yes, we'll remember!)Sister Astrid, now corrected - never says a wordThe list goes on and onThe bombs, the bloodFor every guilty death there's 20 moreThe limbs go flying across the floorAnd no one's crying anymoreJust caught up in the crossfireAnd Jenny wants her child
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