Dressed in Berlin black
I was only playing
Disguised my words to fool you
From what I was saying
“Mud trench
Meat stench
The Fatherland is looking on!”
Grip you in a luger lock
This will be the big one

World war
No one would believe me
No one’s a winner
No one’s a loser

Just a dead friend

Heaven! Heaven!
Give me pride
Give me a golden hand
Smash them with an iron rule
Turn the stone to sand
Wait and wait
Then run like hell
Every time like hell you run
Sow the seeds of hate
Reap your own destruction

World war
No one would believe me
No one’s a winner
No one’s a loser

Just a dead friend

[Words: Smith/tolhurst /Music: Smith/Tolhurst/Dempsey]