Andy Tillison - Four Egos, One War lyrics

[I. Ours (Sung by Julie King & Andy)] After our wars we feel a moment's inspiration as we rebuild our cities With visions anew and the architects and artists sound our glory In a monument to freedom Scraping the sky with steel and stone and a deep pride in our new-built homes People are the focus once again, in the wide, wide streets of a town for today's men And after a time we become immune to all the images That war brings to our front rooms, so far away Decisions to be made do not seem relevant to anything that's happening now But six feet under lies the charred earth, the buried memories of the last time It's there in the eyes of the survivors, and our peace walks On an all too finite line [II. Theirs (Sung by Andy)] The world is awash with dictators and moguls, between them we don't stand a chance Caught between egos and cold economics we all know the steps to the dance We can watch it all on TV while we're sitting eating tea We can watch the bombs start falling to "set the people free" And it's raining down on me, through the atmosphere, from the satellites The battlefields the way the media sees them The press always get there in time for the flag-burns in every demonstration report The bombs always go off in the centre of the picture in an area the size of New York And we don't see this as funny just give awards to the TV crews 'Cos it's them fighting the wars, not the armies, for the Generals of the news And it's raining down on me, through the atmosphere, from the satellites The battlefields the way the media sees them [III. Ours Reprise (Sung by Julie King & Andy)] After our wars we switch off, tune in, drop out and evaluate our reasons But when battle calls, we're there, like moths approaching their destruction In fast oncoming headlights Like rivers need the rain, the hate runs through our veins Bursting the banks with d**h and pain and on my TV set tonight, it's pissing down again [IV. His (Sung by Guy)] Give me a moment to a**ess the facts, I'll make my decision on how we act If anyone can help me just let me know, I'm writing the script for a prime-time show If my friends say it's OK I can attack, support from my own is all I lack I only need approval for what I do, from the ones who beg my approval too Running round in circles from the cradle to the grave Searching for security or anything that we can save Back in the real world where sky meets land, the missles succeed in the task at hand We don't see amputations on the screen, just enjoy the bangs, ignore the screams Running round in circles from the cradle to the grave Searching for security or anything that we can save Throwing metal at the sky, seeing where it lands and try To convince the ones who put us here, that this is what we planned for all the time [V. Mine (Sung by Jakko)] With all the weapons of the modern world around me all I'm left with is my guitar It's not as if a generation's gonna sit down and listen, it's been tried before and only got so far But it feels all right, and I won't hurt anyone tonight Just want to put things in perspective yeah, take a chance and learn another point of view Learn to make myself selective yeah, with the truth, 'cos nothing else will do With all the armies of the modern world on my side, fighting for "my right to speak" It seems the ammunition's falling in the wrong place, 'cos no-one's ever listened to me But it feels all right, and there's every chance that I'll survive the night They like to sit back and ignore me yeah, like a billion other different points of view They sent a weapon to destroy me yeah, and its next target looks an awful lot like you Running round in circles from the cradle to the grave Searching for security or anything that we can save It takes four egos to start one war, throw in some weapons, devise a cause The media reports it, the politicians lead, I write songs about it, so all of us can feed Throwing metal at the sky, seeing where it lands and try To convince the ones who put us here, that this is what we planned for all the time