Czar gave us the call
Now, go and smash your phone
Fields will turn to mud and corporals into bones
The whale it creeps the channel with a steely calm
Kaiser grips the handle with his sweaty palm
Borders, porous
Far from safe for tourists
Paris displays
So many light years away
Who are all these people?
Moved to the city
They’ve got pianos now and electricity
Their groans have grown so loud and the dynasty looks old
We need a war to march them back into the fold
Borders, porous
Far from safe for tourists
Paris displays
So many light years away
Showing off our furs and bulbs
Our telescopes and Russian dolls
Thought this was the pinnacle
But here we are with barracks full
Showing off our films and all
our canvasses in ornate halls
Thought this was the pinnacle
But here we are with barrels full
Thought they would be swiftly folding
Folding, folding
Is that your head that you’re holding?
Holding, holding
Thought we’d be home Christmas morning
Morning, morning
Never did hear all the warnings
Warnings, warnings
Thought they’d be home Christmas morning
Mourning, mourning
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