Battalions of Strangers

The map has gone

It's burning in the afternoon

The smell's so strong

No chance to waft away

Gold medallions for the proud men in Kahki

Those battalions of strangers

Those battalions of strangers

No one wants to lead the way

Be the first death of the day

Leave this family behind

It must all be in the minds

Of battalions of strangers

Of battalions of strangers

Of battalions of strangers

Battalions of strangers

The sound of guns

Has given way to children's cries

The war has come home

The black smoke and the hordes of flies

Gold medallions for the citizens who stand and wait

Those battalions of strangers

Those battalions of strangers

No one wants to lead the way

Be the first death of the day

Leave this family behind

It must all be in the minds

Of battalions of strangers

Of battalions of strangers

Of battalions of strangers

Of battalions of strangers

The voice of calm

From Moscow to the Pentagon

Sound the alarm

And try to back the better one

Gold medallions for men who must negotiate

For those battalions of strangers

For those battalions of strangers

For those battalions of strangers

For those battalions of strangers

For those battalions of strangers

For those battalions of strangers

For those battalions of strangers

For those battalions of strangers

For those battalions of strangers

For those battalions of strangers

For those battalions of strangers

For those battalions of strangers