Ben Carrigan - After Hours In Cairo lyrics

It's after hours in Cairo A punch drunk parade As we dance through the shadows The band starts to play And our girls by the radio So far away Our fortunes were held by the sound We laughed as new friends bought the rounds That we raised up the walls of Babel on It's after hours in Cairo A cross to be borne And our pride holds the baton Turns laughter to scorn And our light turns to leaden We fall out of doors Draw lines through the maps And take to the stand While always retreating But the medals and flags were lost in the sand The music's long gone from round here The corps disa**embled And our crimes are weighed As the band starts to fade And we fall in the wake of the parade