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  • indie grup the decemberists in leziz bir sarkisi
  • sozlerini yazalim eksik kalmasin,

    ambling madly all over the town
    the call to arms, you're likened to a whisper
    ı liken to a radio
    you were a brick bag a bowery tuff, so rough
    they called you from a cartoon
    pulled out of your pantaloons

    but you
    my brother in arms
    ı'd rather ı'd lose my limbs
    than let you come to harm

    but you
    my bombazine doll
    the bullets may singe your skin
    and the mortars may fall

    but ı
    ı never felt so much life
    than tonight
    huddled in the trenches
    gazing on the battle field
    our rifles blaze away
    we blaze away

    corporal bradley of regiment five
    and proud array standing by the bathing
    soldiers and the stevedores
    we laid on the mattress and tumbled to sleep
    our eyes align, swaddled in our civies
    cradled in our dungarees

    but you
    my brother in arms
    ı'd rather ı'd lose my limbs
    than let you come to harm

    but you
    my bombazine doll
    the bullets may singe your skin
    and the mortars may fall

    but ı
    ı never felt so much life
    than tonight
    huddled in the trenches
    gazing on the battle field
    our rifles blaze away
    we blaze away
    we blaze away
    we blaze away